Aus dem aktuellen, zehnten Album «Øf Kingdøm And Crøwn» passend zum heutigen Anlass der Track «Unhalløwed» Live aus einer Electric Happy Hour…
I feel no one will ever listen
The remnants of an empty soul
The ghost of monumental failure
UnhallowedI lay in bed awake, the anguish slowly aches
I’m starring at a dark abyss and wondering why…
Crawling back to the womb, my depression a tomb, there’s a fog inside my mind
So much hatred and doom, when the dead roses bloom, as I sabotage my prideMind is fading
Going crazy (now)I feel dead inside
An empty soul
And what was once my life
Is unhallowedI feel no one will ever listen
The remnants of an empty soul
The ghost of monumental failure
UnhallowedTime slipping through my hands, like granules of sand
This rusted razor blade is looking all too kind
When I close my eyes, thoughts of suicide, there’s an ache inside my soul
Just a shell of a man, in these hopeless hands, blackened heart is stitched and sewnMind is fading
Going crazy (now)I feel dead inside
An empty soul
And what was once my life
Is unhallowedI will not collapse, strong against the pressure
This final relapse, defiant gesture
Headstrong I overcome, lion’s den of enemies
Tight lips, play dumb, in the belly of the beastUnbound rage, the punishment of concrete
Pure in hate, malevolence I will defeat