Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song And Still I Wither, artist - Enslavement of Beauty. Album song Traces O` Red, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 31.10.1999
Record label: Voices Music & Entertainment
Song language: English
And Still I Wither |
My mind is wrapped in winds of enslavement |
«I'm sorry I blasphemed thy beloved kingdom» |
With a kiss of grace thou besmear my soul |
Nothingness can now be seen mirrored in my feeble eyes |
This is the coldest hell… |
So now I experience a void I know so well |
A song of emptiness are fed again |
Thorns arise with the breeze of cold insanity |
I am alive but yet so dead |
So fucking dead… |
Written in blood over a wasteland of bones |
Reflected upon a frozen horizon |
Sinister and terminal this hope of desolation |
With a whiff of desecration and hate |
So let my burned out mind fall dead to the ground |
And rape my soul with a demoniacal smile |
Stab these thorns deeper into my heart |
And free me from these depressive thoughts |
Cleanse me… |
This is the coldest hell… |