Echoes Of Terror
(专辑： An Iliad Of Woes - 1990)
Existence, throught a
spirit's will A
force, use the
power of evil Darkness, visualize As light pierces through your yearning eyes Rebirth of a
lost soul Your body, a
channel with witch to grow old Mephitic, smell of death Rancid flesh, of the
undead Inner screams, Useless tears, Shattered bones. My prayer... "Oh Lord... ...Help me die." "Please help me die." This inner gloom, A
subterrainean hell. A
morbid sleep, In my stygian world. My mind is locked, At chains my thoughts. I
pray for death. Euthanasize my soul. Sanctify me! Epitaph, to mankind Engraved, on your mind Stigmata, on the
flesh. Dead images, put to rest.
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