Algor Mortis - The Spoken lyrics

"Seldom does the devil lay dead by the gate" - The Wakefield Master Harbor the obscure And grant it a name No hope to undo No hope to repair The spoken words repeating Loud and oscillating Ramifying bliss into my head Left to k** Set to die Left in vain in the dark to try Blistered from deafness From taming the lame Speaking of fortunes They can never gain But try... The spoken words repeating Loud and oscillating Ramifying bliss into my head Left to k** Set to die Left in vain in the dark to try