Like a Conscious Parasite I Roam

In sunset's saddening glory Shrouded in agony A being at lost 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 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