light cuts through the head You search for clarity, cannot find Your mind is dull, your eyes are blind Scream for help but no one hear A dark tornado,
Shadows of irrational dread Sensing worms in lust, blood eyed The source of my cold existence Forming, completing my dark side Overwhelmed by self compassion
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Try to find the right reason to go on pleasure or fear? All these wounds I created will they be surpassed? Is there a way to finish my work of art? Will
Signing up to the final fate Leaving a life once full of hope Your trust is now in the hands of hate Souls falling down the darkest slope While living
I duplicate my sanity A distance from an outside world I know there's no remission for my sins Cause I feed on filth The trinity of inner turmoil Neatly
I live for what you would call filth and disgust Someone's loss of blood will power and light my veins I will paint the colour red all over your pitiful
flesh We failed his divine test The punishment was blessed Formed by fire Encompassed by light Sadistic tendencies awoke He split our unity Sided with the dark
A it ravel deep down below further and further Until reach the bottom of this endless well Memories that never existed and words never spoken Not recognizing
Far beyond the silent down Come join me above the sky Where no one ever forced to mourn Bring on the wonder never die There is nothing we'll ever regret
plague will come to haunt you down Grind you down to nothing The black light you see is all that you feel Darkness, numbness fills the soul The hate
The goal is to alter the human Give guidance to be reborn Follow the path to the other side Fresh and free from remorse Stuck in this blank phase The
my dark deed A connection between me and you Watch me fulfilling my filthy greed And there's nothing you can do Once human now in between Darkness void
Captured in this domain of flesh and blood An implant of illusions before closed eyes Forced into the moving shadows Reality challenges the most vivid
[Lead: Malmstrom] Born in filth, with no future in sight Living of nothing What chances for survival exists? Is this the way to live? Death is a choice