Shroud Of Gloom

Lying rigid on a table trying to move, i am not ableOn my face a blood stained cloth i am dead but i am so pissed offI will possess my shroud take life for which i vowedChoke men into their tombs i am the shroud of gloomI will not stop 'till i am satisfiedSending victims to the death zone squeeze their throat breaking the neckbonePulling entrails out of their mouths take revenge ripping their guts outIn the dark alleys morbid actions rotting corpses give me satisfactionSenseless murder i have mastered cruel vengeance killing those bastards