Cast away in the depths of decay
I rot in the corners where the lost souls stray
A f*cking relic of the pain I nurse
Each breath a curse in this universe
Whispers haunt the halls of my mind
Chains rattle the truth that binds
On thrones of isolation I reign over desolate lands
Crowned with the ashes of hope by my own damn hands
Let the skies bleed sorrow in a torrential pour
Here in the kingdom of the bitter and sore
The echoes of the void how they f*cking sneer
Drawing out the nightmares that I hold dear
A banquet of despair on which my heart feeds
A feast of thorns from my own misdeeds
Sink into the mire let it suffocate the light
Embrace the abyss and give up the fight
Behold this wretched symphony of agony
Played on the strings of the forsaken in harmony
Dance with me under the moon's grimace fair
Twirling in the madness of the damned's lair
F*ck the light that once graced my path
Turned it into an endless wrath
Underneath the storm's eye I've found my place
In the embrace of the storm's cold grace
So here I sit on my throne so cold
In the silence of the bold
In this hall of echoes and the frostbitten waste
I find the solace in the empty f*cking hate