With bloodied hands he pounds the aging wood and screams his daughter's name Cursing at an absent god to drown the vile cackling that echoes from within the pitch black den of evil, nest of sin, pillagers of his soul Consumed By grief His heartbroken cries Are answered by a hellish choir of grinding teeth A sickening Symphony Claws lacerate his mind Clutching the boy in his arms he flees the beckoning abyss Run To The Light Get In- Side Looking back, inhuman eyes glare from the shadows Silently stalking their poisoned prey Enthralled The whispers Guide the boy through the darkened halls Small hands Grip the blade As the blackness consumes his soul Creeping Slowly Towards the one who gave him life Weeping Broken She's lost in her own grief until she feels the knife slash across her throat Behind the door A blood soaked nightmare Her lifeless eyes burn into his memory From the darkness His first born howls possessed unholy the vile thing lunges thrashing slashing snarling tearing at his eyes his throat with unrelenting savagery holding his son to his shattered heart he begs forgiveness and snaps his neck why whyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
