Howling
Epoch Melancholia
Welcome to my woe
My temple of torment
My synagogue of suffering
My altar of apathy
Tread this pit of vexation
Where we await our obliteration
Repulsion of the blinding light
The augmentation of the dark
Courtship of the hopelessly contorted
Malice of the merciless maniacal
You too shall bleed here
You too will surcease here
Mors vincit omnia