The essence of life is pain
I heed the senseless rage of my mind less ordinary
Though I cannot share my pain or my righteous anger
Feed, hunger, rage
Hunger
Bloodlust
I stalk the frigid darkness
My shadow begs to be free
Buried beneath the cold stones
Where no angels rescue me
This never-ending torment
Serves as everlasting bliss
I yearn for my redemption
But life means not much more than this
Through my life, the lust, the hunger
And my sacred behallowed past
Runs the cursed and wretched evil
A demon unsurpassed
But when the time has come
You'll all be dead and gone
Though my fall from grace to darkness
I will live to carry on
There was a time I could see
And I have seen!
Who the hell do you think you're talking to?
I'd take a flamethrower to this place!
Upon my death do I become the undead
As I depart to become who I am
The desolate one!
Lay my head where serpents rest
The dead protecting me
Fixation to the world above
Though my morbid eyes can't see
I heed the senseless rage of my mind less ordinary
Though I cannot share my pain or my righteous anger
Feed, hunger, rage
