The encompassing trickle along the blood-dimmed tide A forceful Death amongst the wayward souls
Scourge the depths, the harrowing malice Waiting for the bow to crack
The piano plays a funereal tune The final remnants of the origin of man Spinning and weaving through the web Spinning and weaving, entwined in oneself Shrieking, wailing, desperate for salvation I attest to this despair
These scars are bound by jagged corridors Spilling out of my dark blank void!
Searching and searching, and unable to procure A sigil beyond this figment Coarse sweat drowns all ambition Scrounging unto this barren wasteland Mourning the loss of that which never was! Mourning the loss of that which never was!
I call out to the vast firmament In earnest, in suffering Eternally drifting along this river of Nihil Trapped within the grey prison of the mind
I ominously await the demise The demise of all life In the end there is that comfort That it all meant nothing that it all meant nothingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
