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