Desecrated Grave - Misery Тексты

Suffering....
Advocate Utter Agony, Suffer and Slash my Throat
Gazing upon withering life,
Take upon oneself the Black Despondent Lugubre
Cloaked in A cold, harsh aura,
Wallowing in Stillness and Dank Shadows,
Writhing in the Fog, screaming in torment, Clawing at nothing, Trying to get the darkness away.
Lost, forgotten, Broken I Grieve,
My soul is a Desecrated Grave....
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