Lyrics The Deep Null - Woslom

The Deep Null

I can feel the devil breathe
Speaking on a lower voice
He’s trying to leave angels sleeping
To bargain my soul unsaved
I look at his dressing wings of death
Whispering his sweetest plan
He’s torturing my freak mind
Convincing me of the promised land
On deep null I’m in
On deep null
My shoulder weights myself
My leaden thoughts annoy my mind
The mirror shows to me
What I couldn’t see or loudly hear
Ravens flying over my head
That voice becomes much more distinct
Now it’s clear where I’m going on
My lord has compassion of me
On deep null I’m in
On deep null
I don’t have any reason, leave me here
My deal was the payment in tears
The evil raped and prostrated my soul
My scream, my supplication, they are to low
My last breath, the remainder of me
The last change was consumed by my fear
I hear voices, I hear whispers, hear the black
I hear the razor gash stronger over my neck