Lividity کے بول

The color of this room The light of the decaying moon Doesn't mix with the purple of this crystal box Contour contracted lips of habitual paleness Eyes that lack of brightness Birth after death! Birth after death! Ghosts will suffer the mourning of their own death Lost in a sea of black spells and altered reality Intact eyes that won't see shine our star Morbid example of death imitating life Intact eyes that won't see shine our star The horror walks among us You are the new victims of the absurd I'm the devourer of souls You never be able to see his face grow Shatter in the mirror of time They can not escape, they can not rest Cyclical notion, mistaken escape The horror walks among us, you are the new victims of the absurd I am the devourer of souls They can not escape, they can not rest Cyclical notion, mistaken escape