Faith, at what cost?

An afterlife where hope is lost?

As for the misbegotten

Line them up, put the nails in the coffin

As for the misbegotten, line them up, put the nails in the coffin

I never imagined life could be so disappointing

We decay

In the end, we all fade away

I was not born by choice

I was made to fail, now I will find my voice

At what cost?

An afterlife where hope is lost?

As for the misbegotten

Line them up

PUT THE NAILS IN THE COFFIN

Dark cursed graves

Remnants of the wicked

Mankind enslaved

Put the nails in the coffins

Is anybody listening?

These are dark cursed graves

Is anybody listening?

Mankind

Is

Fucked