For Life Not Missed - Instrumental
Here, is where we lay
Here is where my head comes to call it's home
I see a mist ahead
I cannot see through the fog
This empty maw, this gaping hole of Hell
This black vortex, this void I call a heart
Filled to the brim, with celestial movement
This is a tragedy of epic proportions
I see the mist ahead
Its cold and dampers the suns rays
It is here for what we call oblivion
To take me away, for life not missed
This empty maw, this gaping hole of Hell
Snuff it out
Vanquish the light
Dissolve and decay
Here is where my head comes to call it's home
I see a mist ahead
I cannot see through the fog
This empty maw, this gaping hole of Hell
This black vortex, this void I call a heart
Filled to the brim, with celestial movement
This is a tragedy of epic proportions
I see the mist ahead
Its cold and dampers the suns rays
It is here for what we call oblivion
To take me away, for life not missed
This empty maw, this gaping hole of Hell
Snuff it out
Vanquish the light
Dissolve and decay
Credits
Writer(s): Dryden Kruzan
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