paroles de chanson The Catacombs - Shadow of Intent feat. Jason Evans & Dickie Allen
Unforeseen,
this
realm
gives
way
to
me
A
demon
unlatched
from
its
keep
Why
do
they
stalk
me
in
the
shadows
of
my
fate?
Hail
the
darkened
shrine,
circumvented
womb
of
cessation
Forsake
the
light!
Inhale
Pestilence!
I
dissipate
from
the
realm
of
luminescent
demiurge
to
a
chamber
of
blackened
light
and
tainted
oxygen,
filling
my
lungs
with
the
stench
of
death
Misery
fails
to
outweigh
my
fear
Blackness
personified
The
plight
emerges
and
invites
me
in
Lapse
of
control
A
shallow
breath
in
litany
Claustrophobic;
the
walls
seem
to
be
closing
in
Inhaling
pestilence
The
library
devours
all
who
attest
the
divinity
of
it's
ancient
design
Inhale
the
Pestilence!
Forsake
the
light!
Silenced
has
forever
been
the
light
of
day
Defy
your
desire
and
kneel
to
me
Find
solace
in
the
darkness
within
the
scars
healing,
for
only
demise
will
restore
the
feeling
of
life
Obsessive!
Possessive!
Follow
me
and
you'll
find
I'm
entitled
as
fuck
and
I'll
take
what
is
mine
If
you've
got
what
I
want
then
get
ready
to
fall,
because
I'll
leave
you
with
nothing
I'm
taking
it
all
Shroud
of
confusion
surrounds
me
Should
I
kill
myself
or
everyone
around
me?
Will
I
ever
find
the
answer
to
my
question?
Will
I
ever
recognize
my
own
reflection?
I'm
a
walking
contradiction
made
in
flask
a
mere
discrepancy,
blurring
lines
where
the
lies
and
the
truths
meet
Paranoid
and
fixated
on
my
own
death
no
matter
how
much
that
I
chase
it
still
eludes
me
Petrified
and
surrounded
by
demise
Immeasurable
power
even
in
infancy
Shall
we
be
undone
in
the
darkness?
Such
devastation
corrupts
my
mind
The
plight
emerges
and
invites
me
in
Lapse
of
control
A
shallow
breath
in
litany
Claustrophobic,
the
walls
seem
to
be
closing
in
Inhaling
pestilence
Silenced
has
forever
been
the
light
of
day
Defy
your
desire
and
kneel
to
me
Find
solace
in
the
darkness
within
the
scars
healing,
for
only
demise
will
restore
the
feeling
of
life
Hail
the
darkened
shrine
Forsake
the
light
Let
the
pestilence
consume
you
Circumvented
womb
of
cessation
A
multitude
of
wraths
embodied
shrouding
the
monolith
The
spire
ripe
with
condemned
containment
Nevertheless
the
guarded
crusade
attained,
harnessing
the
power
within
The
doomed
immortalized,
harnessing
the
power
within
Inhale
the
pestilence!
Forsake
the
light!
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