| The citadel of Decline and plunder with abandoned and leaved bastions of consciousness. | |
| The cold tower of flesh which used to be a human being. | |
| The all-conquering dust eaten soul away. | |
| The invading horror built a nest within eye-sockets. | |
| The barbed wire of memoirs twisted around neck. | |
| The skull fills with indeterminate but depraved stench. | |
| Defilement, memory's sacrilege and spasm of mind. | |
| Your Hear vomits out slime. | |
| refectory emasculation and feverish lobotomy. | |
| Convulsively dipping into sucking caverns of thirst disgusting emptiness, | |
| You try to expel legions of the stiffened dead mean from the houses of eternal rest. | |
| The Sleep of reason produces monsters. | |
| The sleeper must awaken |