Rotting Pulpit
(Indisponível)
Rotting Pulpit
Crossing veins through my body
Hunting for truth shadowless hidden
Prove the veracity with a story
This is the destiny (well written)
Crucify all the damned
With the ruthless of the heartless,
Slander is here to save from demons
Plague is coming to end this madness
With this flames creeping near
Taste the glowing of combustion
Whispers creeping, down I see
Up at my stand no guilt I feel
Rotten, vain words spited at me
I can’t believe this delusion…
Two withered eyes stare from below
Dwelling in vain this regretful truth:
“Nothing can save you from this hell,
No one will take this nightmare from you..”
With this flames creeping near
Taste the glowing of combustion
Am I dying for this?!
Will I die for my beliefs?
Drowned deep in a well of ignorance,
Rottenness, shame and stupidity
I’m tearing inside, with my wounded hands
i feel that soon this will be over
So many eyes.. don’t really perceive me,
Dazzled at my face you can’t see my soul
Is this you? I feel the End near
All this pain..oh, not that you know
With this flames creeping near
Taste the glowing of combustion
It’s you burning
It’s your brain losing functions
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