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Warehouse of bad luck

Vertigo, from when I was born is killing me

Suicidal depression, under my veins

Drives me to follow, pessimistic existence

Nowhere to crumble, nowhere to hide!

Fortress of ravens, visions of mist and fog

Where were these joys when I entreat?!

I feel nothing, nothing but sadness and grief

Living with pain and injury in time

Impressing myself with darkness

There is no compromise in this dark house

Seeing a light from time to time, but no, not anymore

Yeeaaahhhhhh...

"My common scene leads me to vanity

I am a resident of darkness

Life is out of my concern"

[Lyric by Hilnorgoth: 23.Aug.2019]