Mors

Seared by the discipline of matter, swallow the flames of anger. Devoured the eye of revenge, art nurtured by pain. Per peccatum mors, in omnes homines mors pertransiit. Unleash the great Pest, command the lost death.  Respice te ipsum, quia mortalis es. Handle the carcass, drink the wine of hate. Essence of remorse, bare the Tyrant. Per peccatum mors, in omnes homines mors pertransiit. Extoll this Fall, venin in your veins. Slash, crush, death, kill the Tyrant…et quia terra es, et in terram ibis. Drink the wine of remorse, breathe the carcass. Essence of hate, bare the giant. Mors ultima linea rerum. Freed of the courtier of death, lick it up the flames of vertue. Proffer me the eye of justice, scream your ultimate speech.