Crows کے بول

Submit yourself to this demon Relinquish light & give in Glass shattering with the impact of your death Murder in the air with sounds of silence You are nothing now Taken away from life Face your fate Blackened wings & stench of putrid flesh Surrounding clouds & swirling winds of the end Take back your morality Cries of pain & wounds that seem to never heal Waste of space, a vessel for this thing to fill Murder them, a mass of haunted shrieks Tired of something overtaking you? Making you feel weak inside your own filthy flesh Mutilating your soul from the inside out This is what you've become