The Claws Of Perdition Paroles

Paroles de The Claws Of Perdition

A suicidal haze, unreal like a torturous dream
Old stinging mental wounds, still raw and fucking bleeding
Drowning in the womb of misery, the mother of depression
The slaughter of all hope, the grim death of compassion
Sell your soul to evil; sell your soul to death
... Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide...