Diabolical Monologue - Fragments Of Unbecoming

The gates of hell are open wide

The smell of death comes from behind

The path we ride is filled with hate

Believe me son, it’s not too late!

Welcome to my nightmare

(I am) forever lost in bitter sweet tragedy

I drown in words of sorrow

A cold touch of misery comes over me

(There's surely no tomorrow)

The scenery is covered with black blood

Out of (the) deepest lungs of hell

I can see the angels falling

This place is filled with rancid smell

Diabolical monologue

Nothingness is an undescribeable feeling

Without emotions, like black water with endless depth

But when the dawn arises

A new era has begun

Bodies taken from the grave

Buried beneath holy crosses

Bodies covered with stabwounds

Embalmed, stiff and cold flesh

The gates of hell are open wide

The smell of death comes from behind

The path we ride is filled with hate

Believe me son, it’s not too late!

Welcome to my nightmare

(I am) forever lost in bitter sweet tragedy

I drown in words of sorrow

A cold touch of misery comes over me

(There's surely no tomorrow)

The scenery is covered with black blood

Out of (the) deepest lungs of hell

I can see the angels falling

This place is filled with rancid smell

Diabolical monologue

Nothingness is an undescribeable feeling

Without emotions, like black water with endless depth

But when the dawn arises

A new era has begun