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Tekster: Absurdus. On The Way To Hell.

Cursed I am to walk this soil
No light of grace shines on me
In my pain I stare with empty eyes
Cold walls surrounding me

Alone I crawl my darkest edges
No warmth of life embracing me
Through the night, through the light
The outer dark is waiting me

I can feel...this darkness bleeding on me
I can feel...life is running away from me

Drown your pain, drown your life
This emptiness is too much to bear
Drown your hate, drown your love
This life ain't worth of living anymore

The pulse of strenght, once forgotten
Whispers about my buried dignity
These empty thoughts in these empty rooms
Nothing compares to this agony

With this fire, with this pain
My mortal life shall decease with hails
Joyfull..is my final journey
Towards those gates

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On my way to hell
Fucking up life so goddamn well
On my way to hell
I've got a soul yo sell
On my way to hell
I know the place where bastards dwell
On my way to hell
I'm every day

No spark of hope in this twilight of mine
The end as same what life used to be
No dreams of glory, no dreams of life
Putrefaction fucking guaranteed

So come to me and gather your harvest
Bleed your darkest bliss upon me
Kingdom of fire is all I see
Fastest lane down my journey will be

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