This place like hell where you belong
nation of leeches, kingdom made of thorns
civil war inside your head is starting
to breed and reform it's own identity
Here you have no name so death can't find you,
define you and hope to be resurrected
back to life is gone forever
And the black wearing out your soul
is the black haunting
you in echoes
The gaze like death what you
behold greyscale reflection, perfection so
cold flawless shell of man is starting to break and l
eave the inside for demons to take
Here you have no name so death can't find you,
define you and hope to be resurrected
back to life is gone forever
And the black wearing out your soul
is the black haunting
you in echoes
