Текст песни Worship of a False God - After the Funeral

Amputating through this dark concrete forest
Feeling those hefty stones on my chest
Decelerating me, down and down
In this dark of night, I'm the only one on the prowl

The sinners crawl
As the tenebrosity falls
Chaos asserts its dominance
Declaring, I'm everything you can't control

Fallen Angels at my feet
Whispering voices as my wrists are slit
She beckons me, shall I give in?
A succubus full of temptation and pleasure to her own benefit

Death afore my ocular perceivers
Those groans you auricularly discern
I'm frightened by what society has never learned
There's much more to come, what has humanity done

Immobilized by my trepidations
And anon to be visually impaired by tears
Lost from within, pursuing the terminus
Fighting for the chance to not be prevaricated again

Lost in a dying world
I reach for something more
And all solitary, verbalizing with the atmosphere
I fall into myself as no one's here

I have grown so weary of this prevarication I live
Hoping somewhere beyond the pain there must be a way to believe
I'm standing on the edge embracing my fate
Death is near and I will never escape