Wormwood Prophecies کے بول

We're lost in time, alone again Trapped in my mind Serving my fucking sin These screams of madness Echo through these halls Such a cold world build behind these Concrete walls As the fire builds Yours is overwhelming me As the smoke flows through your lungs I'll find my God in your suffering These screams of a so called nightmare Opening of a man-made cellar door These screams now a so called nightmare Your fear to enter my world I must face the sun, to light this fucking path To defeat this horrid beast, my journey has just begun I will feed on the fear of the mad-made anti-Christ I will feed on the fear, indulging sacrifice I wont ever, I wont ever let this end