Текст песни Crooked Smile - Wanderer

I dwell in the darkness of the forest as the tempest screams overhead
As wolves come in droves
An unquenchable bloodlust sets in

As I lose myself, slow decline is felt

So move the arrow on the dial
There will be no final words
Just a malicious crooked smile

So write me off as a lost cause
Laid to rest

Death to your false god
You′ll burn on your cross
Lost inside a failing mind
Dead ends are all I'll find

There is no solace to be found
Drain the blood from my veins