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Sanatçı: Make Them Suffer

albüm: Old Souls & Lord Of Woe


The Eternal Cold
I begin to gnaw, chewing away and spitting up the very fabrication of myself
The Eternal Cold, Dark shall prosper as I plunge; descending deeper toward the shadows
Let me sleep, this endless drone must end
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself
For I am but a nothingness drifting,
Seeking dead ends and false hope
There is only death, I do not even exist
A shadow, a memory
Cast away all binds to self
I'll never know why all things beautiful must reach an end
The appetite grows for a greater knowing, the more I find the more I die inside
I shed a tear, I weep, All things beautiful must reach an end
Myself containing a dormant implosion of infinite decimals, spiralling out of control, The ostracization begins
Within myself self-loathing, and I've tried to hold passion inside the palm of my hand and tackle the world head on A knife held to my throat, a nice dose of discretion, The world will feel my pain as I gnaw away at my boiled flesh
Detach myself from reality
My misanthropic ways fall to waste
My enigmatic veil begins to subdue
I cannot continue
Let me sleep, this endless drone must end
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself
For I am but a nothingness drifting,
Seeking dead ends and false hope
This is my somber send off, I am done
The world will end, I've turned my back

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2018 · single

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