Inception Lyrics


Taste her innocence

How the lure of her scent leaves a sense I resent

Come to me, child of fate

You shall bare to this world all of which shall bring hate

Blood on the floor

A child is bore that's come for a reckoning wretchedlous world

Tortured and torn

Sever the chord

You should have known better, the dead they did warn

Lie here in death

Your regrets

The end is so near

No reason for fear

Scream all you can

The mother, the legion of death that she brings us

The hope departs at the sight

The end, the sin, a cleanse it begins

Find for the truth in the eyes of the night

Child of fate, released upon thee

Crucify the purest alive

How bitter the fruit

The blood's on God's hands

We shall dance in the darkness of fire

Walk this land

Lingering fear, a coarse scent of piss, this impoverished stench

Lie awake, grown birth full of hate

The time of atonement approaches with haste

Blood on the floor

A child is bore that's come for a reckoning wretchedlous world

Tortured and torn

Sever the chord

You should have known better, the dead they did warn

Lie here in death

Your regrets

The end is so near

No reason for fear

Scream all you can

The mother, the legion of death that she brings us

The hope departs at the sight

The end, the sin, a cleanse it begins

Find for the truth in the eyes of the night

Child of fate, released upon thee

Crucify the purest alive

How bitter the fruit

The blood's on God's hands

We shall dance in the darkness of fire

The silence screams, I'm empty

The echoes cling to memories

Reminds me they'll never be

Pull down my mask to see

Suffer from within

It never ends, I can't forgive

Mouth full of blood, full of lust, full of cum

No need to wait from death

I have become

All that you need

Stare into me

Drawn into you

You should run, but you can't from the mother of death

The mother, the legion of death that she brings us

The hope departs at the sight

The end, the sin, a cleanse it begins

Find for the truth in the eyes of the night

Child of fate, released upon thee

Crucify the purest alive

How bitter the fruit

The blood's on God's hands

We shall dance in the darkness of fire