كلمات In Reality We Suffer

Darkness surrounds us soon will descend Grey decay living dead dark are the days ahead Conserve that precious hatred for later Dark are the days ahead the walls we face are growing heavy to carry its name Carved in flesh the rage If this is it let the apocalypse begin Grey decay living dead Dark are the days ahead a thousand destinies made one and nothing If this is it let the apocalypse begin So alike so alone we suffer