Synthesis

Gone Born from a rotten womb Shrouded in the grip of death Drowned, slowly never bloom Fatale, sick feeling burning in my breathe Breathe! Hypocrisy! Of human being flaying created emotions Removing every thought of hope In all directions Tell, tell me what is real Tell, tell me what is not Hypocrisy! Of human being flaying created emotions Removing every thought of hope In all directions This is my lament, a song of dispair Through the mental's fury, I release my burdened air Death, rage, pain, depression, mad at god Death, rage, pain, depression, mad at god Death, rage, pain, depression, mad at god Death, rage, pain, depression, mad at god And as the final note reverberates within the night I find solace in the chaos, my spirit starts to ignite Death's unforgiving embrace heals wounds scarred and raw A testament of strength, through darkness, we shall roar