The essence of life is pain
I heed the senseless rage of my mind less ordinary Though I cannot share my pain or my righteous anger Feed, hunger, rage
Hunger
Bloodlust
I stalk the frigid darkness My shadow begs to be free Buried beneath the cold stones Where no angels rescue me This never-ending torment Serves as everlasting bliss I yearn for my redemption But life means not much more than this Through my life, the lust, the hunger And my sacred behallowed past Runs the cursed and wretched evil A demon unsurpassed But when the time has come You'll all be dead and gone Though my fall from grace to darkness I will live to carry on
There was a time I could see And I have seen! Who the hell do you think you're talking to? I'd take a flamethrower to this place!
Upon my death do I become the undead As I depart to become who I am The desolate one!
Lay my head where serpents rest The dead protecting me Fixation to the world above Though my morbid eyes can't see
I heed the senseless rage of my mind less ordinary Though I cannot share my pain or my righteous anger Feed, hunger, rage
