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Striving amongst walls of horrid thoughts |
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Pensive corridors ramify and deplete solemnly |
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Opposing currents in the blend of life flow by |
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Incessant left hand path will never cease to sigh |
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Unearthly presences shudder out my brain |
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Inhuman is their world, sanity is profaned |
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Tears cling to my eyes and blind my sight |
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Chronologically surpassed and forged in plight |
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The darkest silhouettes weep |
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In sepulchral tones of sorrow |
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As the gates of deepest sinisters |
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Are pulled apart in a repulsive climax of shrills <i>[X2] |
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Attempt at conveying thoughts to words |
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My tortured heart pulsates, my eyes decay |
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What's present in my mind is perpetually incised |
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From preordained gladness |
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I'm eternally deprived [Solo: David] |
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Embraced to my innerself |
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I await the night |
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Empathy's void hugs me in the absence of light |
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What warmed my heart and lit my way |
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Is now the hatred that runs in my veins |
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Miserable sense of being burns its path deep |
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The sweet fragrance of anguish draws me in my sleep |
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The carnal lips of death press tightly against mine |
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Now my weakened soul surrenders to the undivine |
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Spiritually chanting doom |
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In sepulchral tones of sorrow |
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As the gates of deepest sinisters |
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Confine my deafening shouts of pain |
