Abyssmal Sorrow - Cavernous Sorrow And Worthlessness 歌词

Flesh cut, deep as each grave, welcoming the hard
Sharpened steel, Cold, cavernous sorrow and the bitter
Taste of worthless existence. My scars will never mend.
I welcome the tools of the end. The rope in the trees,
The steel through the vein, the never ending fall.
Departed and nothing left to feel.