Woorden: Entombed. Monkey Puss: Live In London. Crawl.

Father, set me free
from this altar of death
Dead fingers cold as ice
touches my flesh

As it passed through
my soul and body
The fear I thought was
gone grows
Tears of regret
and confusion
this is not what
I wanted to know

I have embraced the truth
beyond lies where honesty reigns
I thought I gave my life
but back I was only given pain

I once stood at the
threshold of my desire
Losing ground now I'm
this horrid truth's denier

The nocturnal hour is passed
here nothing can last

I sought and screamed in pain
but nothing here to gain
Nihility arise
from the bottom of no lies
from here to eternity
I just can be set free

Satan, help me die away
from reality
my arms and legs are bound
please grant me mortality

I'm losing it
crawling upon these
white walls of truth
For the darkest void
I've wasted my entire youth
I'm crawling down
the dirt that I licked
off my mind
the truth you'll never...
want to find