An atmosphere of deadly pain
Extinguish the fire that drives my soul
Slow apathy is spreading through my brain
Redeeming me as death takes hold
Extinguish the fire that drives my soul
Slow apathy is spreading through my brain
Redeeming me as death takes hold
Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts
The wolfleader is now the stalked…
Intentions of torture tingle my spine,
Primal feeding on the multitudes of death
A dead body lying next to mine
Primitive instinct - a passion for flesh
Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts
The wolfleader is now the stalked…
Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts
The wolfleader is now the stalked…
Hour by hour, the strings snaps inside
Reason upset into examine my death
Length of a second to take my own life
Time growing shorter with every regret
Blindfolded by suicidal thoughts
The wolfleader is now the stalked…
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