Morbid!
Your words don't serve
My pain is your result
I don't need something of human
Alone I create thoughts of hate.
A light obscured, it confuses
Dominated by the despire
I don't want to look, beyond
It is my envoked end.
I leave the senses,
Don't see,
Drown the suffering
With Torture.
I fall on the ground
And reflect still.
Dying in silence,
Consuming myself,
With your lies
I conjure the void.
This is the sense,
My life is weakness.
Coiled in silent chaos
I descend in abyss.
I don't need something of eternal
Alone and coiled in frustration.
I walk on my formless path
With dark light to see.
A light obscured, it confuses
Dominated by the despire
I don't want to look, beyond
It is my envoked end.
Crushing your life
Is my occult desire.
Obscuring your dreams
Is my morbid pleasure.
Dying in silence,
Consuming myself,
With your lies
I conjure the void.
[Solo: Bidoli Lorenzo]
[Solo: Braggion Luca]
[Solo: Bidoli Lorenzo]