[Wound:]
Inching closer
Corrupting my ambition,
Saw your wretched incarnation
[Scorn:]
Growing colder
Retire my frustration,
Turning fire into stone
[Disease:]
Decimation,
Biding time in apathy,
We partake in betrayal
[Monument:]
Invite destruction
Embrace sweet silence
I bury all
My inner sculpture
I hide all
Narcotic sculpture
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
