Letras
No threshold
Burning my eyes
Things are in motion
Decline is all you see
My turn
To take away
This shit I got
Won't be my fate
What I feel is cold, afflicted and churning
Can't get out of my own hell
None of their lies will die off
What they were, what they meant won't be torn
No one is by your side, now you're the prey
Eating you up till your soul is gone
Everything is cold, afflicted and churning
Each one builds their own hell
Rotten humanity
Wicked disdain
Rotten humanity
Wicked disdain
Rotten humanity
Wicked and vain
Everything is cold, afflicted and churning
Each one builds their own hell
Carrying the cross I bleed
Coming from among the dead
Inner mortifying pain
Will shatter life within me