This is the chorus of the undead, an anthem to welcome the hated i have bred.
Eternal damnation, I the worst is yet to come. Breathe new into this hollow cage. A heart that's undone. The of a fallen legion, A winterscape painted red blood. Watch as it spills my lips to this page. The lines of truth blurred shades of gray.
Her lips so soft, oh mistress of she comforts me. You hear me scream words but do you know what they really mean? You see the pain inside me but do you know what I've really
As rot and my flesh becomes ashes, like the from a burning body, or the waves of an endless sea. I'm for breath all i really want is death.
Turn back on the world and say goodbye to all of this. Turn back on the world and no one will ever notice. These are just ashes, this is my name spoken in past tense. your back on the world and no one will ever notice.
I can hear twilight's swan song play, I can feel arms holding me in my grave. I can hear twilight's swan play, I can feel sorrow's arms 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 life begins to thaw. Death extols my behind my thoughts.
alive for all too see. A grave without a name is where you'll me. My from heaven. The of obsession.