Origins

Smells of sulfur
Begin to encapture
All that we hold dear
My fears are drawing near
No one to bring us back
Slipping through the cracks
Heaven's gates fade away
Consciousness is gone astray
No one to, bring us back
Slipping through the cracks
No ome to, bring us back

Nowhere to call home
Alone in this great hole
Pain, Suffering, Hatred, Fear
All shall disappear
I hate all
I pray you fall
And see you're not that tall
Breathe in all
Hatred and be crushed

Must be in this
State of mind
To see that
Time is gone

Your god abandoned us
Left us all to rot
Fear what is not
Must be in this state of mind
To see that time is gone
Heaven's gates fade away
Nowhere to call home
Alone in this great hole
All shall disappear
I, I shall see the end times, in my life
I, I shall see the end times, in my life
I, I am the one to bring death



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Meyerding
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link