Final words there's nothing left,
Gotta say my one last prayer.
Clouded vision evil thoughts,
Idle hands are unaware.
My soul is bound,
Heavy shackles lay on my wrists.
Hell's fury burns on the inside,
As I clinch my immortal fist.
A noose around my neck wrapped in devil's hair.
Are you man enough to sit in the devil's chair?
When's the moons at its highest,
Will you come alone?
Are you man enough to sit in the devil's throne?
Your appearance is more clear,
As the moon rises high.
Crimson blood rains from the sky,
We now see eye to eye.
The taste of ash in my mouth,
I never said my goodbyes.
Crying is for the weak they say,
The feel of blood in my eyes.
When the moon is high,
Blood rains from the sky.
There are no goodbyes,
You bought the lie.
supported by 103 fans who also own “Devil's Chair (ft. Eddie Leeway)”
I just found these guys and after celebrating Fearsick I immediately came here and had to buy this as well. It might eben be better than Fearsick but who cares. Both are phenomenally good. Old schoolish perfection with powerful modern production. Every song is a fucking killer. mourner
supported by 88 fans who also own “Devil's Chair (ft. Eddie Leeway)”
Distilled death metal with catchy riffs and well written songs. It's not reinventing the wheel or anything but it's osdm, if that's what you want look elsewhere. grahamy