Spit

Grip & Hold

Full bred suffering
Judgement comes as irrelevant
My hearts is haunted
Ghosts

My fear of death
Disappears in the light
Hell is where I am

Fanged gods
Deceivers
Wake up
Wake up the cavalry
Torch souls for cleansing
Fade away
Into the mist

Spit
You get what you get
Complicate the margins

Spit
You get what you get
Lost
Souls