Released on the album ‘Welcome the Dead’
Lyrics: Barberini
Music: Barberini
Once there was Silence
And now I dream of nothing more
Haunted by voices I abhor
Orphaned by Evil, a Hand of Hate –
The Hand of Fate befell me that Day
Away, why does He run?
What’s this Red? what has He done?
Father, you look so still!
Lying there broken, is this real?
I hide a Demon inside
That wants your Blood
You stole their lives, you raped my mind
Poisoned faith of the amorphic divine
Forever asunder, never to be again
Running through pieces of thought
Scenes of your shade
Your death is worth dying for
Shadowing every little memory
No time in this space
Need to be clean again
Riddled & worn by unwanted words
I’m sick of the Voices bleeding in
Witness to the fall of life, left to mock all ancient rhyme
Their cold corpse stares, Impaling Me…
Impaled
The death of my own
Now still and alone
A portrait of Pain – forever bereft
No, no, no
All I had, there’s nothing left
Running through pieces of thought
Scenes of your shade
Your death is worth dying for
Shadowing every little memory
No time in this space
Need to be clean again
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