I am running out of excuses
Running out of words to describe...
And as my heart becomes dust
A final exit becomes clear
I stand beyond the sun with the comfort of emptiness inside
And I will never follow your god at the heels
Only the moon will witness my revenge
And the blood stained snow reeks of your invention
I am abomination
Cold dreamless sleep is beckoning and in death comes the great silence
- Hope The Great Betrayal
- Final Destiny Of The Gods
- The Mysteries That Bind T..
- Infernal Divide
- In Death Comes The Great ..
- What Hells Await Me
- An Echo In Our Legends