作词 : Gorefest
ONE MORE D
AY OF WRET
CHEDNESS A 
DAY YOU CA
N'T FORGET 
WITH KNEES 
THAT BLEED 
FROM CRAWL
ING WITH A 
DEMON ON Y
OUR BACK T
HE HOUNDS 
THEY BOT Y
OU BE THE 
THROAT THE
Y NEVER LE
T YOU GO Y
OU CUT THE
IR HEADS O
FF IN YOUR 
DREAMS BUT 
THEY JUST 
DIE - REAL 
SLOW I'M Y
OUR FALLEN 
ANGEL I'M 
YOUR NEW F
OUND HELL 
I CAN SMEL
L YOUR FEA
R AND IT S
UITS YOU W
ELL YOUR S
TRUGGLR IS 
CONTINUING 
SO MUCH TH
AT IT HURT
S YOU'VE C
OME TO FEL
L LIKE FAR 
FROM HOME & 
BLIND & LO
ST FOR WOR
DS