Don't ask, why darkness never ends
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I believe some things were never meant to be
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I am Death's devoted instrument
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Abysmal dirges guide my way to the graveyard ground
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Disharmonic choirs from out of the morgue scream
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I am Death's devoted instrument
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Alcohol within my veins, mesmerized my senses
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Addicted to the other side I feel the subconscious need
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To leave this human entity
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My soul was sentenced far too long,
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To perish in a lifeless shell,
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To search for answers in this living hell
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It doesn't take a lifetime to feel alone
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It just takes a look at you... yet it's too late...
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... It's time to end it here...
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Suicide, the only solution
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My senses drift away
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Through a bleak vortex of supplanted memories
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Fragments of "life" passing by
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Through sorrow, tears and silent cries
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Death, is it you my faithful friend?
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(Could it be, that I've already seen the end?)
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We are just fading moments
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Of a specious fate
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May I be one with decadence
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I've pulled the trigger far too late!
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Like A Somnambulist In Daylight's Fire
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Dark Fortress |