Quirrelll with three ls
Monochrome WITH LYRICS (Remaster)
I'm dead...
Gold:
Ever feel the void approaching?
Like you're one of God's forgotten?
The precious fruit of life for me
I shall foresee
I'm long since rotten..
Faith is reduce to naught but ash
Life, a door just out of my grasp
The mirror you call hope
Was always heavily tainted
I'M DEAD!
Time shall march on
Your name will be gone
With you withering in
Death's own silence
LEAVE!
They have all betrayed me, shamed me
Idolizing my own downfall
Fate will eventually catch up to you
To bit the rotten fruit
One screamer
Hoping to be my own way out
Time will slow down
Every minute feels like an hour now
Cursed my soul...
My world has stopped spinning
Gold trails left thinning
All I can remember
Is my own misery now...
Death's shadow
Spread further than the eye can see
HEAR ME!
VESSELS TURNED INTO SOCK PUPPETS
MINDLESS AS THEY SPEAK FOR IT
ONE MORE THORN TWISTED RIGHT INTO MY VERY OWN
SPINE!
LIES!
LIES!
LIES!
Words can't express
My own sorrow; distress
Forced into this blank slate
Aimless wander
Awaiting judgement's fate!
WHY!
Judged in the eyes of disgust
Friends that you can no longer trust
In this world
People can be all so cruel..
FOOLS
Waiting for the chime of the bell
When my soul leaves this hell
And I can get the taste of peace
On my tongue
And be deemed free
No longer a century's knight
Waiting for the end of my rage
When I can finally turn that page
Unleash from the shackles of sin
No longer vessels trapped within
Stained by cries
A soulless guise
Grown so hollow and so fray
Every second idolizing
Your own doomsday
LEECH
NO MORE
Why am I still cognizant?
Torment, it's still present
Am I not deemed worthy to?
Move on to the beyond?
HEAR THE PAST CHAMPIONS
CRY YOUR NAME!
BEGGING FOR A WAY OUT
OF THIS SICK GAME!
Weaved into
Their own false creed
Forced to watch until
All of Eden's angels bleed
NO HELP
Why us?
I
DON'T
DESERVE
THIS!
WILL I BE REMEMBER?
FOR MY NAME'S A
DYING EMBER
FEARS GROW GREATER
AS I BECOME
A LOST CHILD'S DREAM
PLEASE!
HEAR!
One more soul locked to this hell!
Chained a graveyard to a purpose
If you don't provide a service
What's the point of putting us
Into this world
If you leave us
To decay, and rot away
We all wither with no way or chance
To be rescued
HELP
PLEASE SEE
What's the point to even try?
Say goodbye to your fairytale
WHY
Stories left to rot
NO MORE
I have grown so frail
FRAIL
I am forced to cry
Whilst the others scream with joy!
SPARE
Rip my limbs, and tear my eyes
For I'm just fate's toy!
SEE
I'M
NOT FREE!
HELP!
US!
LET ME OUT OF THIS VOID
I'LL REWRITE MY
STORY