Like a Conscious Parasite I Roam

In sunset's saddening glory

Shrouded in agony

A being at a loss

A man and his cause, so maddening

It became his cross

My old mangled soul

Prowls its walls

My flesh forlorn

I'm but a ghoul

Abiding the cruel

I yearn for redemption, my salvation

I drank from the promise of a life eternal

Yet the rotting of my flesh spills into irony

My being is now doomed to witness

The decay of my corpse

Still bound to my form

I keep lurking for a new life to come

My old mangled soul

Prowls its walls

My flesh forlorn

I'm but a ghoul

Abiding the cruel

I yearn for redemption, my salvation, reincarnation

Like a conscious parasite I roam

Lost, confined by the margins of life

Here in German woodland

I wait for innocent blood to arrive