Текст песни
my voice of hell is now a symphony of pure control
a testament of power rising from a wounded soul
my blackened eyes can see the end of everything you know
I am the king of nothingness, the lord of endless wo e
My voice of hell living in my mind
my eyes are black, but I haven't become blind
I scream in silence, breaking from the chain
My soul is painted by the acid rain
each scar upon my consciousness a holy mark
but I continue burning in my self created dark
agony that courses through my veins is my design
a testament to power that I slowly make as mine
I read the cursed scriptures by the light of dying stars
My body scarred with symbols of self-inflicted wars
The altar stone is cold beneath my kneeling trembling frame
I whisper from the syllables of my forgotten name
The ghost of my old sorrows are now soldiers at my side
We ride upon the waves of the black and endless tide
To wash away the remnants of that world that I despise
reflected in the darkness of my newly opened eyes
My voice of hell living in my mind
my eyes are black, but I haven't become blind
I scream in silence, breaking from the chain
My soul is painted by the acid rain
each scar upon my consciousness a holy mark
but I continue burning in my self created dark
agony that courses through my veins is my design
a testament to power that I slowly make as mine
My voice of hell living in my mind
my eyes are black, but I haven't become blind
I scream in silence, breaking from the chain
My soul is painted by the acid rain
agony that courses through my veins is my design
a testament to power that I slowly make as mine
poison in my veins now feels like a sacred vine
This power surges through these brittle broken bones of mine
I tore my heart out gladly offered it to see
The brittle chilling wisdom that has now awakened me
