Mobius of Silence 403 Beg you never plummet into the Mobius of Silence Asylum it will be without respect of my guidance For here exists the celestial Overfiend In banishment he lives on blood he was weaned He siezes the throat perpetually clamping down Lungs compressing internally you will drown He kisses without love hold on tight Never to ascend masqued by his night The continual quickaand downward direction Inflicted pain death without hesitation Eternally watching mothers lashed like sluts Oh his pleasere! Dreams beaten forever shut Water left unquaffed Reaper take me away! Whipped into submission for death I immortally pray In my void of anguish you never reach the ground Heed my control for your soul be never found STiCKS