Icy Sierra
Horror
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Moribund Remi...
Vantage Point...
But Still I W...
The Grey-Cloa...
The Leader
Inferno
Watershed of ...
An Arcane Esc...
My Dream of A...
Ravage everything around me... Ravage everything around me...
The ticking of the clock again and we are awake. The ticking of the clock again and we are awake.
Mole resting his face against his splayed hands. Mole resting his face against his splayed hands.
I am compelled to live life as it has doled out I am compelled to live life as it has doled out
I live in a house with no windows A black curtain hangs on my door. I live in a house with no windows A black curtain hangs on my door.
The foe isn't a person or an organism at all, He is just my imagination so huge and tall. The foe isn't a person or an organism at all, He is just my imagination so hu...
On a stone chair in the marketplace Sits a stone gentleman with a stone face On a stone chair in the marketplace Sits a stone gentleman with a stone face
Some tormenting screams of the past. Some tormenting screams of the past.
But the tears my soul wept, But the tears my soul wept,
Tossing and turning in my bed, remembering what my granny said. Tossing and turning in my bed, remembering what my granny said.
The day I graduated, I was very Happy. The day I graduated, I was very Happy.
I was watching a ghosty movie last night, When suddenly someone gave me a bite, I was watching a ghosty movie last night, When suddenly someone gave me a bite,
But on the walk returning home I lost all my candies, But on the walk returning home I lost all my candies,
They love, they laugh, they hate and live, But they only take; they rarely give. They love, they laugh, they hate and live, But they only take; they rarely give...
I saw them through the window; I saw them in the sink; I saw them through the window; I saw them in the sink;
It feels like I am suffocating, The atmosphere is a little boring, It feels like I am suffocating, The atmosphere is a little boring,
Underneath a tattered lamppost Amid restless, dream filled sleep Underneath a tattered lamppost Amid restless, dream filled sleep
I scream amid the darkness which engulfs the cries in its womb. I scream amid the darkness which engulfs the cries in its womb.
Deep in the stygian darkness of the night, Where dreams are fleeting and nightmares come to life. Deep in the stygian darkness of the night, Where dreams are fleeting and nigh...
A monster who'd listen to no one, except for the darkness that resides in her vein A monster who'd listen to no one, except for the darkness that resides in her...