Autumn Lord - Loch Vostok

Senseless and deaf to the world

I am nowhere, somewhere

Limbonic soulless and scarred

Let me smell the clean air

Nothing in me was worthwhile

I was dead and dreaming

Call me my name and I will

Soon destroy your life

Autumn comes to deprive

You of your lust for life

Autumn lord set the sun

Turn the tide

Suicide

True Kevorkian style

Now that I am so old

And my time has come

Will you hold my hand

As I lie in bed

I wanna say so many things

But I don’t have the strength to speak

I wanna say I’m sorry

For all the wrongs I’ve done

Autumn comes to deprive

You of your lust for life

Autumn lord set the sun

Turn the tide

Suicide

True Kevorkian style