a triumph at the hands of a dead godfrom Torment11:44 engulfed in the forest of deathfrom Torment8:10 the tides that wash over my rotting body, so quiet and chaoticfrom Torment12:09 a soul carved into hatred, fit only for my existencefrom Torment12:35 before the maelstrom, a moment of solemnity elapsedfrom Torment4:24 
