Versuri MORGUL - Of Murder And Misfortune



Album: MORGUL - Sketch Of Supposed Murderer



This reeks of pain and cruelty
Misguided flesh and hypocrisy
Mutilated souls thrown back into circulation
Vessels on a black forgotten sea
we all float endlessly with no hope of achievement
Splinters of glass in the whirlwind
A never ending maelstrom of misery
These are the devils
These are the lost children all hideous to behold
This is the race of murder, f*****g and misfortune
Here's no peace, here's no rest
Here's only spite and detest
Here's bloodlust and carnage
The bitter taste of existence
A hope of extinction and a dream of hell
I have awaken
I am lost and forsaken
Ignorance is bliss
I blame you for this
You don't know what I do
How I'm f*****g you, beating you, trashing you
Tearing your soul apart, I cleanse the world
You don't know what I do
How I'm f*****g you, beating you, trashing you
Tearing your soul apart, I see so clearly that I love you dearly
I cleanse the world