Antubel - Wretched Spectre lyrics

The chains of this torment Opened my wings towards sinister That hole so deep So dark… I can’t watch myself The grimness of a spectre Suffering, suffering Suffering in this coil of self destruction Endless nights Withered dreams The destruction of my being The dropping of my blood sounds As the pulse from my brain goes slow On your world (you bunch of sh**) And outside the flames devastate The forests Screaming as no one In a misty world contaminated Destroyed by the greed Of you, despicable beings I stand here In front of a dirty mirror Watching how My own life vanishes I’m but a wretched spectre A grim image A sad caricature Of what I used to be Blood on my hands Flowing Like the stream of consciousness That hammers my mind Remembrances of my whole life Drops of time That will be lost forever In this wood of lies Spilled blood Over a cemetery full of living beings Where they lie buried Without knowing it A cemetery where they help to raze it To putrefy more and more Slowly ‘Til they transform themselves Into what they have created Into nothing A complete emptiness Among the grimness of the buildings And the foolish faces This is truly A warm world for the weak A jail for the different The end of mine This is the end of mine!