Hymns for the Molested - Svarttjern

You will walk to the end and a thousand more, mystically what you’ve been

hoping for

As the eyes turn white and the spirit blooms, fascinated by the acts of death

Your life will crumble into pieces, and your tears will follow through

It’s the end for you, no matter what you try to do

Fascination of life will turn you to dust

Try to see

Life dies young

Never will you

See beyond you

As your feet fall through, your soul will weep

It’s the only thing present for you

In the crypt you see to praise

The name will fade away

Fascination of life will turn you to dust

Try to see

Life dies young

Rot away human

Scum, surround your life

Fascination of life will turn you to dust

Craving, walking, slowly moving

There is nothing ther for you to praise

Hurting, dissolving, slit your wrist

You will never liv through more than a dream

You will walk to the end and thousand more, mystically what you been hoping for

As the eyes turn white and the spirit blooms, fascinated by the acts of death

Rot away human

Scum, surround your life

Slit your wrist!