This is the chorus of the undead, an anthem to welcome the hated i have bred.
Eternal damnation, I feel the is yet to come. Breathe new life into this cage. A that's left undone. The grief of a legion, A winterscape red with blood. as it spills from my lips to this page. The lines of truth blurred into of gray.
Her lips so soft, oh of hell she comforts me. You hear me scream these words but do you know what they really You see the pain inside me but do you know what really seen?
As rot and my flesh becomes ashes, like the flames from a body, or the waves of an endless sea. I'm gasping for breath all i want is death.
your back on the world and say goodbye to all of this. Turn your back on the and no one will ever notice. These are scattered ashes, this is my name spoken in past tense. your back on the world and no one will ever notice.
I can hear swan song play, I can feel sorrow's arms holding me in my grave. I can hear twilight's swan song play, I can feel sorrow's holding me in my grave. songs belongs to the hearts of the dead, her words left to rot inside my head.
Here I stand at the edge of winter where frozen still begins to thaw. Death extols my behind my thoughts.
Buried for all too see. A grave a name is where you'll find me. My from heaven. The of obsession.