With blood it started and with blood it will end,
to hold dominion between emptiness and being alive.
Where fear is the key, where nothing lasts,
you will find me, saved in sorrow.
Decarnate - a hope so broken.
The casket you know, the absence of light,
transcend a fallow graveyard of old times.
When nostalgia turns to negation you fall!
Sometimes you're only able to see straight when your eyes are filled with tears.
to hold dominion between emptiness and being alive.
Where fear is the key, where nothing lasts,
you will find me, saved in sorrow.
Decarnate - a hope so broken.
The casket you know, the absence of light,
transcend a fallow graveyard of old times.
When nostalgia turns to negation you fall!
Sometimes you're only able to see straight when your eyes are filled with tears.