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Cremated in winter

from F​ö​rgiftad by Winterkyla

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Morbid am I, withering inside
The winds are blowing colder, for colder am I My timeline has been broken, reassembled, petrified

Death will come at last and skin will turn to ash, when the mortuary has been replaced
with a funeral to greet the silence
Buried once, a frozen heart, in fleshly basket carried to the point where it is melted and ignited Death is the faceless redeemer, so merciless
The righteous collector

Cremate me in winter!

Morbid am I, lifeless inside
Obliterated borders, for taller am I
So cynical and hate-filled,
rebuilt to reignite within the dawn of a new light
Like the gems of Mother Nature
I will never be restored
May her wrath pull down the crust
on which we stand into her core

Death will come at last and skin will turn to ash, for fire is the final thing my lungs will ever hold inside them
I shall die when nothing grows, thoroughly depleted
My corpse solemnly torched
on an isolated mountain
Yes, that is the one wish that I have accompanying how my
rotting human body is destroyed
I want to disappear where I belong Embraced by freedom
Vanish as far from civilization as I can Standing on the other side of the pretense Wingless, an honorable death
without restraining
Unchained, above and outside
of the man-made spectrum
Merging, clouds absorbing smoke
and turning black
Spreading amongst that which is my provenance Ceasing, the venturing into non-existence come in winter, in the timeless season of decay
Let me become cremated in winter!

Death is the faceless redeemer, Death is the axe of justice towards man

When smolder is all that is left of my corpse and ash makes up most of what falls from above When granules are blackening the white sheets of winter my soul will be rid of its debt And following this it will combust
as the flare of life explodes
A red horizon spreading out
Then will I have paid
for the body that I have borrowed
May Nature set ablaze my soul so that I may burn and suffer for all that I have done May nature set ablaze...

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from F​ö​rgiftad, released April 26, 2019

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