Boris the Blade - Atrophy lyrics

Bring forth the snarling jaws of the wicked Embrace the carnage upon our nations. I shatter the laws of humanity I am my own creation. I follow the stars of the blackest of nights, Scorned upon the suns first light. There are voices in my head keeping me alive. I stare at my blade's reflection but only see the sky. Could suicide soon be my sweet divine? The skin is rotting right right before my eyes. I feel nothing beneath this empty sky. I can feel the misery approaching Throughout these cold and horrid nights. There are voices in my head keeping me alive. I stare at my blade's reflection but only see the sky. Could suicide soon be my sweet divine. I have walked the path of the dead and followed you every footstep. Leading me beyond this world. Into the bowels of hell.