Frostagrath - Lamentation of the Fallen

Lamentation of the Fallen


Mentality drenched into total blackness
Deprived from life
Dwelling in this self created madness
Anger feasting upon my thoughts

Behind the misty shadows of life
Lurking the purpose,
Like an anxious beast:
Waiting to devour those
Who try to avoid
The inevitable,
And living without experiencing
The taste of blade
Like if they were immortals.

Hatred slaughtering the last bits of love
Down again slipping deeper down
Down with the scarlet's flow
Where life lays like a dead corpse
Down toward the depths of depression
Death caresses
my only obsessions
Haunting me forever more