Binance

May Your Void Become As Deep As My Hate (Xasthur)

Let your granted wishes torture you As paradise is nowhere to hide Tormenting black shadows are the remains Even after you find the "light" The key to my energy is to kill you with your will to live For your screams awaken my dying soul Drawing spells and gates in blood Opening to a horror unseen Our reality dwells in your nightmares A new religion of suicide to enter the exit