I Shalt Become - In Absentia
As wound opens in flesh
...screams for glory...
Such spears pierce.
The rusted, poisoned shackles
Tie wrists to the eyes
A barbed wire noose
Bound to the soul
And proverbial victory spoiled the vanquished.
As wound opens in flesh
...screams for glory...
Such spears pierce.
The rusted, poisoned shackles
Tie wrists to the eyes
A barbed wire noose
Bound to the soul
And proverbial victory spoiled the vanquished.
Letras I Shalt Become