Testo di Gaping Grave Awaits

Sepulchral grasp holds A cold grip on your soul Claustrophobic valut Ravishing end now unfolds The haunting void roars Surrounds your severed heart's contours he shine of your exustence Floating aimlessly through Death's maze Gaping graves awaits Wooden coat embrace The scent of (the) Reaper's Breath Coils around your neck The sounds of soil That hits your coffin door The lid's closed forever The vacuum of Death's womb The hinges are corroding Oblivion's pendulum swaying Gaping graves awaits Wooden coat embrace Gaping graves awaits Wooden coat embrace