Visions Lyrics

by Bort

Plagued by visions , dark designs

Void messiah turns septic blood to frozen wine

Feel him beckon, siren song

Part the seas of faceless fatalistic throngs

I guess I'm dreaming but I haven't slept in days

I feel my mind anesthetize more each and every hellish day

There's no justice, only hate

His auburn mantle burns the acrolith of fate

Insomniac, don't proselytize

I've seen the future radiate though demon's eyes

I guess I'm dreaming but I haven't slept in days

I feel my mind anesthetize more each and every hellish day

I try to end it all but still I feel the gallows giving way

Is it my fate to walk the earth a shadow of our live's decay

Crawl back inside

My dark place to hide

Crawl back inside

My dark place to hide

Crawl back inside

My dark place to hide