Bleed..
Bleed for me 'cause I'm your God
Franciscus of
Mankind is a source of many mysteries
One of them
Once again I've seen the dead red sky
The burning
Fade away in cold memories
Nothing forfills the needs of
All that's left, just remains of human decay
Traces of
Aggressivly forced upon mankind, your ethical rules for living
Striking
A dead dominion, a world without human existence
Your war
Tearing, crawling under my skin
Something behind me,
something infront
Humanity feast again upon the bittersweet agony
Blameful souls made
