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• Artiste: Faceless (The)
• Titre: The Terminal Breath
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I court eradication For its most perfect rest I covet decay This life I dispossess Bring forth a thousandth winter To bring the thousandth death Consumed by darkness So gasp a terminal breath I became something I couldn't recognize And with my strength rendered impotent By a venom coursing through my veins Frantically I drown under the weight of a fool's crown I summon you to this realm of despair No comfort of light I call upon oblivion Trapped within the cold grip of night Obsessed with emptiness The eminent pain delivered in unfamiliar forms The spirit crumbles Torn and strained under its own rusted might I became something I couldn't recognize And with my strength rendered impotent By a venom coursing through my veins Frantically I drown under the weight of a fool's crown Oh deceiver, you have me How you crush me I can't see As I lay in your arms Whisper to me that I'm safe from harm Bereft of fervor I renounce this mortal coil Bury the remains upon a fruitless soil A dispatch of fate; the poison in my veins Fixing nature's aberration; Life, the hideous stain I decay I fade away I court eradication For its most perfect rest I covet decay This life I dispossess Bring forth a thousandth winter To bring the thousandth death Consumed by darkness So gasp a terminal breath