They speak of chaos
They call upon the nightmare itself
This calls for loyalty
Are you prepared to let your mind dwell?
For this is all
Accept your undying days
You're entitled to face disgrace
But you've got nothing to say to me
These caved-in memories serve like
Nails in the grave
Regretting
My days are long gone now
Erase the memories
Forgotten
I'm caught up
By
The
Nails
In The-
Call upon the nightmare itself
Call upon the nightmare itself
Itself
My mind is severed
My sight deceives itself
I fight for nothing that's sane in this memory
My skin turns cold
This is my cell
Refuse the calls
Don't let them into your head
You're entitled to face disgrace
But you've got nothing to say to me
These caved-in memories serve like
Nails in the grave
(In the grave)
Grant me your sight
We're caving
In
Again
Caving in
Again