In Mortal Sin

Desperate
Proud
You laugh aloud
Run with patient eyes
Beaten blind
You will walk the line
Listen to the hollow shriek
You will never been free
You will never be seen through the darkest heart of her cries
It's time to run
So try to survive
Extract the certain truth
Your sickness took the best of you
Blue wind of the fallen sea
Dark voices of the haunted speak
With the call of the locust the branches shriek
Overcome this fatal travesty
Rotting alone you will never be free
Hide with this demise
No time to run
So try to survive
Getting hard to fill the glass
Emptied
Swallowed
In the past can you believe what you've become
Extract the certain truth
Your sickness took the best of you
In a shallow fright we awaken from the dream punishment by fire commits to the obscene
Getting harder to fill the glass
Slowly fading in the past can you believe what you've become