The Rules of Pain

My skin burns down on fire
On a place of eye-sockets there are black holes
Someone's claws are breaking my flesh to pieces
But I can still breathe
Leave me the visions of fear
Let the veil of dreams will fall
Where can I find the rest?
How can I forget this horror?

My mouth is filled with tin
My nails are ripped out with meat
My body is covered with wounds and ulcers
But I still whisper in drowsiness:

Why you abandon me my sufferings
I give you my flesh on tortures
The supreme measure of punishment
My pleasure and my tears

Leave me the visions of fear
Let the veil of dreams will fall
Where can I find the oblivion?
How can I forget this pain?