Loud as the screams of hell within the skull of man.
Lost without the hope of salvation anytime soon.
Hope oh please hope I scream within the confines of dead mussels of smelling.
Roses of noise with hints of lusting hate for all within the shell of life that cannot release the meaning of life.
Where oh where has the sound gone.
I know the beat but the sound is gone.
Oh yes so gone.
Yes gone.
Evil is near and almost here, save me.
So I wait with the smell of fear over all.
I a warrior of the first class wait with fear.
Come and finish me, yes I wait.
You dogs of hell come and take me if you dare.
May you come unto my sword of wrath and feel the steel.
Steel of my hate unto you dogs of hell.
Come make me stab you, please make me stab you.