[Words: Phil Holland]
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[Music: Prophecy]
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Slowly awaken, questioning my life, pondering a past,
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harmonious with strife, seeking tranquility yet finding aggression,
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imprisoned by my core of depression.
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Why must I... feel this way no one sees... the price I pay.
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Angry at life, wondering why I could care less if I live or die playing a part,
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hoping no one can see this existing turmoil that's raging in me.
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Hopelessly... I grieve.
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Bound by destiny never be free from conception to death
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it's only been me in my life nothing real to be found carry feelings of sorrow
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into the ground.
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Others oblivion fucking overwhelms me core of depression my eternal destiny.
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[SOLO (Boogie)]</i>
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What the fuck do you want?
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Now you've been warned???
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If onlyyyy...
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had you listened you would still be able to decide
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how to die but you chose to interfere and try to get inside my mind.
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For this you will surely sacrifice physical an mental being
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cause now I long to bring upon you constant torture... suffering...
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[SOLO (James)]</i>
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Screaming bleeding agonizing mentally!
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Had you listened you would still be able to decide how to die
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but you chose to interfere and try to get inside my mind...
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for this you will surely sacrifice physical and mental being
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cause now I long to bring upon you constant torture... suffering...
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at last I've finally found fulfillment,
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close to tranquility unleashing all my vent up anger on your flesh before me.
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Every time I hear you cry out bloodcurdling agony I can't hold back my urge
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to laugh hysterically!!
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Bones crunching punctured organs,
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causing undefined pain resemblance to my own torment,
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fuck I'm insane!
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Waiting for your life to end something overcomes me once I used to dwell
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in sadness, your pain relief to me.
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I sincerely hope that now you feel all the sorrow
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and hatred dwelling inside my only soul.
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You could not comprehend...
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at last my life has begun, cause yours soon ends!
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Lasting peace now upon me in this earthly hell
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I'm no more leaving behind no regrets or hopes nothing left to care for.
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Seeking tranquility yet finding aggression imprisoned by my core of depression.
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Core Of Depression
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| Prophecy |
