Faber est suae quisque fortunae From depths of self-absorption Damnation is my only option My fear of death to hide Or live with emptiness inside Wounds turned to scars, words unspoken Promises meant to be broken With careless eyes comes failure Staring at his grave he felt at peace Curse be this twist of time He cried Through rising flames I crawl Still passion drives me down to fall My casket of angel white Inhumed under a moonless night