Deep inside of the mind of the damned

Lies a dark memory of a man

Who once made a sight

Consume all the light

And now in the darkness spill black

Spill the blood of life

And on and on my little one sleeps

I don't know happiness properly

Centuries left

Lifetimes behind

In solitude, sanity slowly unwinds

Moves become thoughts

Thought becomes dream

Of sewn men who writhed while performing in perfect screams

And on and on my new one sleeps I don't know happiness properly

Falling, falling and falling and falling

Falling apart

Six things wrong and six things right

So he holds up through a town, given the light [even in the night?]

He avoided following [?] terrible light

The fool would not tell

Spends a moment, adds to pleasure

Rather, when he slaves away

And I can only blame forever

And kneel you on your knees for me!

I took you down and spit my blood out

[But when they freeze me I may scream]

Never leave, never leave, I don't feel me

And now he's just one simple step away

Now he's just one simple step away

We'll bath in my blood tonight

Murals

Don't know how long

Yes you will

Draw my sins 'til I have a mural

Profit from pain

And what do we do with him?

Shut him up (I can't feel me!)

Tie him (Oh my god!)

That's our boy (Latch on!)

Come to me (Fuckin' leach!)

He's my prey! (You're not the fuckin' 'balmist)

Suffering (I don't need 'balming!)

Insert it to the topic of the new mural

Right here! Numb us of all!

The other people destroyed

[?]

Fuck

The power, and teachings

A slave to what you steal

Nothing we feel can ever be real

The power to be real

A slave to what you feel

Nothing you feel, can ever be real