Wormwood Prophecies - Underlined

WE’RE LOST IN TIME, ALONE AGAIN

TRAPPED IN MY MIND

SERVING MY FUCKING SIN

THESE SCREAMS OF MADNESS

ECHO THROUGH THESE HALLS

SUCH A COLD WORLD BUILD BEHIND THESE

CONCRETE WALLS

AS THE FIRE BUILDS

YOURS IS OVERWHELMING ME

AS THE SMOKE FLOWS THROUGH YOUR LUNGS

I’LL FIND MY GOD IN YOUR SUFFERING

THESE SCREAMS OF A SO CALLED NIGHTMARE

OPENING OF A MAN-MADE CELLAR DOOR

THESE SCREAMS NOW A SO CALLED NIGHTMARE

YOUR FEAR TO ENTER MY WORLD

I MUST FACE THE SUN, TO LIGHT THIS FUCKING PATH

TO DEFEAT THIS HORRID BEAST, MY JOURNEY HAS JUST BEGUN

I WILL FEED ON THE FEAR OF THE MAD-MADE ANTI-CHRIST

I WILL FEED ON THE FEAR, INDULGING SACRIFICE

I WONT EVER, I WONT EVER LET THIS END