s sake and embraced for lusts bewildered daze You broke my heart too many times for the sake of your advancement Your arrow set my heart ablaze I leave my
As I see them Their lying on their knees Their prostrate faces pointed to hell With broken wings they praise reflections of demise In hopelessness
The cresent moon shines upon us in the blackest night Deceased oppressions on wings of hell?s angels Cold as naked babes, in the womb we struggle
They mark their graves for their hearts Scars bleeding truth from my heart to the fatigued souls Caught in caulicle torment Punished for their lies My
Slaughter of their being I hear the voices of the night for their calling out to me They waste away in the day light As they hang from the gallows
