Cryptic Pain کے بول

Crumbling bones, from ages in a rotten coffin Deadly apparitions, restless souls deprived of peace Eyes that have sunken in to the skull Now you see the horrors from beyond Caught in his grasp, pulled towards the other side Never to see the light of day, only to live in perpetual decay No mind to think No will to break No voice to cry suffering No rest for the damned No point to resist No chance to survive No choice but to die Cryptic pain Like a crack in the mind, a rift that spews out tendrils Each with a life of its own, crawling out through every hole Try to call for help, a pointless effort Can't escape his grasp The cornerstones of concievable reality crumble In a place were neither time or space exist Nothing is everything and everything is nothing No mind to think No will to break No voice to cry suffering No rest for the damned No point to resist No chance to survive No choice but to Die!