Execrable Souls Lyrics

Album: Demo II

Aberrant chains sounds

Trigger voices of madness

Shrill bells

To perfect two men in the mirror

Distorted trip of delirium

Makes me wander in the edge of the roof

Abscence of horror towards death

It's make me enter to

That poetic dance of mental illness

I imarge almost so slow

Like onirics beings attracted by confusion

Strange subsistence paranoia

It yell at me

Let me take you through a day

In the demonic life of my brain

Through a decay minute