I  have  watched  over  thousand  deaths.

Possessed  the  mourning  families.

I  have  felt  their  tears  of  grief.

Flown  on  my  face  under(their)skin

I  am  the  entity  that  feeds  the  sadness.

Depression  and  melancholy.

I  am  a  demon  who＇s  wings  are  nets.

Catching  every  tear  that  you  cry.

The  salt  in  your  wounds  is  like  alcohol  to  me.

Drunken  I＇ve  been  so  many  times.

I  still  remember  the  age  of  Black  Death

The  years  I  was  feasting  so  long.

Now  that  I  look  at  the  pathetic  world

I  despise  the  humans  since  day  one.

Invisible  the  shadows  that  haunts  infernally.

I  am  there  when  you  are  hurt  in  pain.