Numbered with the Transgressors - Beneath the Shovel Load Lyrics


Throw Me Into

This World Of Pain

Watch It Tear Me Apart

Eating At My Flesh

Leaving Me For Dead

Alone, Rotting I Lay

Cold, Hollow Consumed In

Depressive Illusions

Bitter Hate Infects These Wounds

Impairing My Sense Of Freedom

Fear, My Shelter

Pain, My Home

Death, My Hope

I Dream Of Restoration

In The Midst Of Decay

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