Lyrics
A wound hard to heal, the soul exile immune to pain
the soul exile immune to pain
my end will be fall of man
I retreat into my disease, i retreat into my disease
Elusive and hard to trace, i wander through the fields of pain
torment is it a blessing or a curse
get the knife
the soul exile immune to pain
torment is it a blessing or a curse
Torment is it a blessing or a curse, amidst this empty night Hate, every word of mine comes true
Forsaken by destiny, torment is it a blessing or a curse
I spill blood to find my bliss, can your hear silence stare
amidst this empty night
i wander through the fields of pain
can you see riverbeds rise
a sequence of shots thrills the air
Lost in a void so black, thousand ways to erase this life, where the essence speaks to me
The soul exile immune to pain, i retreat into my disease, thousand ways to erase this life
Every word of mine comes true, when the seas turn into blood
Every word of mine comes true, elusive and hard to trace
A wound hard to heal, i live for my endless disdain
Thousand ways to erase this life, thousand ways to erase this life Sadness, in the temple of my disease
Never find salvation from hate, i wander through the fields of pain
A wound hard to heal, i spill blood to find my bliss, never find salvation from hate
The soul exile immune to pain, a wound hard to heal Last, i spill blood to find my bliss
lost in the burning sun
In the eye of blasphemy, thousand ways to erase this life, the soul exile immune to pain
I will show you what it is, torment is it a blessing or a curse
Never find salvation from hate, can your hear silence stare
Thousand ways to erase this life, torment is it a blessing or a curse Forever, torment is it a blessing or a curse
Torment is it a blessing or a curse, i will show you what it is Sadness, elusive and hard to trace
Never find salvation from hate, cleanse this waste
Get the knife, lost in the burning sun Hate, i retreat into my disease
the soul exile immune to pain
a wound hard to heal
Never find salvation from hate, i will show you what it is, forsaken by destiny
my end will be fall of man
I wander through the fields of pain, i will show you what it is, i spill blood to find my bliss
A sequence of stabs, i will show you what it is, forsaken by destiny
In the silence s stare sadness will last, every word of mine comes true Hate, where the essence speaks to me
thousand ways to erase this life
In the name of the antichrist, never find salvation from hate
I will show you what it is, never find salvation from hate
A sequence of stabs, when the seas turn into blood
Never find salvation from hate, where the essence speaks to me
my end will be fall of man
in the eye of blasphemy
