| The gates of hell are open wide
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| The smell of death comes from behind
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| The path we ride is filled with hate
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| Believe me son, it’s not too late!
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| Welcome to my nightmare
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| (I am) forever lost in bitter sweet tragedy
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| I drown in words of sorrow
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| A cold touch of misery comes over me
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| (There's surely no tomorrow)
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| The scenery is covered with black blood
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| Out of (the) deepest lungs of hell
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| I can see the angels falling
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| This place is filled with rancid smell
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| Diabolical monologue
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| Nothingness is an undescribeable feeling
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| Without emotions, like black water with endless depth
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| But when the dawn arises
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| A new era has begun
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| Bodies taken from the grave
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| Buried beneath holy crosses
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| Bodies covered with stabwounds
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| Embalmed, stiff and cold flesh
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| The gates of hell are open wide
|
| The smell of death comes from behind
|
| The path we ride is filled with hate
|
| Believe me son, it’s not too late!
|
| Welcome to my nightmare
|
| (I am) forever lost in bitter sweet tragedy
|
| I drown in words of sorrow
|
| A cold touch of misery comes over me
|
| (There's surely no tomorrow)
|
| The scenery is covered with black blood
|
| Out of (the) deepest lungs of hell
|
| I can see the angels falling
|
| This place is filled with rancid smell
|
| Diabolical monologue
|
| Nothingness is an undescribeable feeling
|
| Without emotions, like black water with endless depth
|
| But when the dawn arises
|
| A new era has begun |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Diabolical Monologue , by - Fragments Of Unbecoming. Song from the album The Everhaunting Past, in the genre