Forgotten wasps torment your mind
drawing chains around my head.
A sweet madness guides you through the shade
in search for sin and misery.
Theres no surrender, so dismal and so tender.
Pain bites my patience from deep within the howling stains.
I cant hear whatever you say,
go away and let me stay.
Cause I lose control,
I dont know what to do.
Somethings wrong, Im crying for you.
At Lord Whys domains sun is going down,
Rest your mind and try to forget.
Now Im looking through your eyes and I see hopeless filth.
Damned by your own insane blind hate
can you hear angels cry?
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
