The Damned Live Well
by Azazel· from Music For The Ritual Chamber
devour these sins of mine
in this great fire
i find a friend
you cut my soul
i bleed the blood of life
i felt you laugh away
i felt you fall away
this part is played
the words are spewed forth
i hurt the forgotten
screaming a flow
the hands
i will live this
sketchy outline
of existence
to exist
feel my life fade
horrified
horrified
etched in the heart
is the curse of man