Ominous Fate

Despite all the bad times,

I don't feel the pain

That this deathly sore produces.



Despite the abandonment,

I don't feel the fear.

The Grief besieges me without stop.



Despite all my misery,

I feel something strange in me,

It feels like omnipotence.



Despite... my doubts,

My mind... is not mine.



I am pleased with you:

Sweet, rotten, damned, mortal life.



I annihilate you silently

Till tasting all your pain from you.



I corner you, fucker, till I see

You sweat cold enough to freeze your soul's nectar.

I take your body-

Delight!

What do you think goes on

When someone dies?



Despite all the past times,

I can't feel the guilt.

All my sins are forgotten.



Despite how ominous

My future could be,

,Fear never goes away.



I can see the truth of my fate!