Lurker'S Tomb
Wrath Of Logarius
6:23Open the gates and let revision in Slowly dismantle every part of you Alter the core of your existence Molding the mind of nothingness The shift is cold and paralyzing Undoing what has made you theirs The birth of an exclusive pain Trapped in the mind of the elder slain The blood in my veins becomes cold as the sea And I don't recognize myself Invading my thoughts are the reasons to stay Racing through my mind Revealing the scars through The shedding of skin Embracing what I am The shedding of what I have known Buried in the deepest sea All of my oldest thoughts Remembered by all but me Open the gates and let revision in Slowly dismantle every part of you Alter the core of your existence Molding the mind of nothingness