Early Mourning
Rorcal
3:37All my life has been An abandon of hope Now death welcomes me With its cold arms open But my last breath Escape. My filthy mouth No solace Because my soul is doomed I will. I will carry on haunting The living to erase their hope My shadow weight a ton My mind crushes everything My death made me immortal I inspire despair From eternal hell No alleviation, even in death