Nail Funeral

Behold thy crown
And succumb to the death
Born into war, I can feel the hate implanted into my heart
Behold thy crown
And succumb to the death
Born into war, I can feel the hate implanted into my heart
High on the scent of rot
The burning embers filled my mouth as the moon rose
Fog filled the air, as if suggesting life was an illusion
No eyes forced wide, the crucifix protrusion
An eon of heathens traverse a burning kingdom
Filled with despise and neglect
My arteries intersect
With a blade crafted from the nails of penance
Lay me in the flames
As I rest with the illusion
Let me die in the fire as these errors burn alone
Imprisoned in the absolution
Lay me in the flame
Let me die in the fire as these errors burn alone
A skin scathed realm that is the unholy place below
The crown of everlasting misery bestowed
The mist impales
Everybody fucking dies alone
Lay me in the flames
As I rest with the illusion
The true punishment we all suffer
Over and over
For ten thousand years
We all suffer, over and over (over and over)
We all suffer, over and over
Lay me in the flame
Let me die in the fire as these errors burn alone
A skin scathed realm that is the unholy place below
The crown of everlasting misery bestowed
The mist impales
Everybody fucking dies alone
Everybody dies alone
Everybody dies alone
Everybody dies alone
Everybody dies alone