Far away Beyond the Sun I hear the aching beats Of a broken heart The umbilical cord has ripped apart Scattered through the desert the milky drops are glittering In your trail your abandoned „baby “ is crawling and howling Remained but an empty Sandy nest Now the time has come to rest All things now cried bitterly to standstill brought the Infinity Weathered I wandered Entwined in torment it was mine to face I would resurrect in your embrace
A bloodthirsty old woman you see, a cockroach from the Satan’s “Crisis Committee”, For long she pillaged, children she snatched and slayed their blood she drank and ate, to rejuvenate. She flayed their skin, affixed in place on her own face, Corona was her name, The old hag was insane.