And Still I Wither lyrics
Song information
Artist: Enslavement Of Beauty Album: Traces O' Red
Lyrics
My mind is wrapped in winds of enslavement "I'm sorry I blasphemed thy beloved kingdom" With a kiss of grace thou besmear my soul Nothingness can now be seen mirrored in my feeble eyes
This is the coldest hell..
So now I experience a void I know so well A song of emptiness are fed again Thorns arise with the breeze of cold insanity I am alive but yet so dead
So fucking dead..
Written in blood over a wasteland of bones Reflected upon a frozen horizon Sinister and terminal this hope of desolation With a whiff of desecration and hate
So let my burned out mind fall dead to the ground And rape my soul with a demoniacal smile Stab these thorns deeper into my heart And free me from these depressive thoughts
Cleanse me..
Ah..
This is the coldest hell..
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Traces O' Red" album track list
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