Sudden implosion of silenced emotions
Buried beneath a scarred heart for too long
Delusions of hope fading away
Dying like leaves on frozen soil
My apocalypse is near
I can feel the endcoming near
Neglecting existence repulse and repent
An endless journey into the morbid
Whispering voices distorting all senses
Buried beneath a scarred heart for too long
My apocalypse is near
I can feel the endcoming near
Lead - Michael Amott
The bitter taste of a dying dream
Shine the light on our shadows and illusions
Lead - Chistopher Amott