The Improvising

"Angry souls..
Wake to my plea..
Demented Fragility..
Your demise..
My song..
Hysterical Hatred..
The sound of my beats..
Improvise..
The young night..
The full moon..
Whispers everywhere..
Can you see them?
I'm livin in "A World Without Eyes"
The project of decimation..
The thought of reconstruction..
The Infernal Dragon awakes..
The blood of humanity will drip.."