This is the chorus of the lost undead, an anthem to the hated i have bred.
Eternal damnation, I feel the is yet to come. new life into this hollow cage. A heart that's undone. The grief of a legion, A winterscape red with blood. Watch as it from my lips to this page. The lines of truth into shades of gray.
Her lips so soft, oh mistress of hell she me. You hear me scream words but do you know what they really mean? You see the pain inside me but do you know what I've really
As slowly rot and my becomes ashes, like the from a burning body, or the waves of an endless sea. I'm gasping for all i really want is death.
Turn your back on the world and say to all of this. Turn your back on the world and no one ever notice. These are scattered ashes, this is my name spoken in past tense. Turn your on the world and no one will ever notice.
I can hear twilight's swan song play, I can sorrow's arms holding me in my grave. I can twilight's swan song play, I can feel sorrow's arms holding me in my grave. songs belongs to the hearts of the dead, her words left to rot inside my head.
Here I at the edge of winter where frozen still life begins to thaw. Death my emptiness behind my thoughts.
alive for all too see. A grave without a is where you'll find me. My from heaven. The of obsession.