Marching To Hell

By AktiveHate

On Washed in Blood

Released on 2009

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I bring you death

And steal your breath

I am your fiend and foe

The pain I reap I've sewn

Into you I carve my love

With every gush of blood

That flows out from that wound

My seeds of passion bloom

I succumb to the inner thirst

So violent this outburst

This craving I cannot quell

Again I descend to Hell

My word is bind and chain

You love to hate my pain

I descend to Hell

I am prey

To the ultimate

Desires of the fleshy pleasures

This longing I cannot see but feel

Breaks my mind... and will