Existence Ridden

Death is standing at the gates today Howling my name Never will I urge to repent I'm greeting my faith I grant the reaper my soul to steal May it roam in nihility When my veins are filled with rust Life will be scattered in the dust From our cradle until our grave All suffers doom's longing praise Once born, bound by the oath Morbid force, no restraint Anchored in a sea of impeccable ache Feel the chill of the boatman's embrace From our cradle until our grave Soaking in eternal suffering Nothing left of peace, no serenity Saunter this path of constant agony Death is standing at the gates today Howling my name Never will I urge to repent I'm greeting my faith