Shrine Of Despair کے بول

Free to speak in this hell of noise Free to choose while there’s no choice Free to think but it hurts my brain Free to love but there’s more to hate Goddess of despair, sinister moon arise Hopelessly I stand still before your shrine Eerie calls wake the ghost inside A serpent’s kiss and a lover’s bite A young boy turns on himself a gun Staring at a cold and dying sun Goddess of despair, sinister moon arise Hopelessly I stand still before your shrine Freeze my skin with a breath of gold Nail my palm on your wailing wall Slash my wrist and my poison vein Spill my blood sanctify the stain Goddess of despair, sinister moon arise Hopelessly I stand still before your shrine