Like thorns ripping in skin
Torment of silent screams
Awakes me from lifeless sleep
A storm of rage crushing all
That remains hidden inside
A war within human souls
That devour the spirit of man
The chain of life is upon me
Devil spawn raised to be possessed
Buried down below me
My soul lies dead
And awaits the arise
Pure is the faith
Strong in the wind
That leads towards
The endless pain
Life shall suffer
Crushed to remains
Dissolved into dust
The fuel to regain my pain
Sorrow the cause of my pain Like thorns ripping in skin Torment of silent screams Awakes me from lifeless sleep A storm of rage crushing all That remains hidden inside A war within human souls That devour the spirit of man The chain of life is upon me Devil spawn raised to be possessed Buried down below me My soul lies dead And awaits the arise Pure is the faith Strong in the wind That leads towards The endless pain Life shall suffer Crushed to remains Dissolved into dust The fuel to regain my pain Explain Request ×
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