Abscess - The Rotting Land Тексты

Beyond the flames
All tomorrow's yesterdays
Erupt in the dim
A glistening red burst
Old wounds heal
While fresh stitches
Are torn wide

A skull lind path winds
Forever onward
Distorted trees reach
And cover all
With suffocating silence
The lack of light
Intoxicating
The rotting land assuring
Nauseating
All days are one
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