اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Twisting neath this putrid skin
Like burning thorns in this rotten flesh
Fade to the night my child
The skin is numb
Twisted grin, terror sweat
A state of peace
As above, so below
Forevermore, nevermore
Dead but dreaming
The eye is all-seeing
Dead but dreaming
Is your master made of lies
Crawling through this useless shell
Hallucinating in this dream-like state
Within me is all and everything
Chaos shall reign
