Deep inside of the mind of the damned
Lies a dark memory of a man
Who once made a sight
Consume all the light
And now in the darkness spill black
Spill the blood of life

And on and on my little one sleeps
I don't know happiness properly

Centuries left
Lifetimes behind
In solitude, sanity slowly unwinds
Moves become thoughts
Thought becomes dream
Of sewn men who writhed while performing in perfect screams

And on and on my new one sleeps I don't know happiness properly

Falling, falling and falling and falling
Falling apart

Six things wrong and six things right
So he holds up through a town, given the light [even in the night?]
He avoided following [?] terrible light
The fool would not tell
Spends a moment, adds to pleasure
Rather, when he slaves away
And I can only blame forever
And kneel you on your knees for me!
I took you down and spit my blood out
[But when they freeze me I may scream]
Never leave, never leave, I don't feel me
And now he's just one simple step away
Now he's just one simple step away


We'll bath in my blood tonight
Murals=
Don't know how long
Yes you will
Draw my sins 'til I have a mural
Profit from pain

And what do we do with him?
Shut him up (I can't feel me!)
Tie him (Oh my god!)
That's our boy (Latch on!)
Come to me (Fuckin' leach!)
He's my prey! (You're not the fuckin' 'balmist)
Suffering (I don't need 'balming!)
Insert it to the topic of the new mural
Right here! Numb us of all!
The other people destroyed
[?]
Fuck
The power, and teachings
A slave to what you steal
Nothing we feel can ever be real

The power to be real
A slave to what you feel
Nothing you feel, can ever be real