Swan song sings

Death grows in

Withering shafts

The grey days

Clandestine

Wallow in nothing

Back less break

And turn the screws of pain



Immense burn less time hate kill feed

Hate kill less time



Man strung trapped

Cornering

Sweeter than life above

Made up

Cast the worm wood

Return

Return in your blood



Immense burn less time hate kill feed



Tray are seeing chapters

Master burns in me

Crosses clutter faster

[Crumble/shovel?] black flag of history



Immense burn less time hate kill feed



Man who grow pictures the freak show

Dense and fattened by a magic elixir

Heat scores burn the shell

All to see your private private hell