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Enslavement of Beauty - And Still I Wither lyrics
My mind is wrapped in winds of enslavement "I'm sorry I blasphemed thy beloved kingdom" With a kiss of grace thou besmear my soul Nothingness can now be seen mirrored in my feeble eyes This is the coldest hell... So now I experience a void I know so well A song of emptiness are fed again Thorns arise with the breeze of cold insanity I am alive but yet so dead So fucking dead... Written in blood over a wasteland of bones Reflected upon a frozen horizon Sinister and terminal this hope of desolation With a whiff of desecration and hate So let my burned out mind fall dead to the ground And rape my soul with a demoniacal smile Stab these thorns deeper into my heart And free me from these depressive thoughts Cleanse me... Ah... This is the coldest hell... |
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