The Descent ll: Moral Ruin
ABANDON ALL FUCKING HOPE
Floating the swells the spiral below
Caressed by the fire, that blackens their defeat
As they slip through the grips of anguish, they arrive in the chambers of deceit
Under the ice and right through the flames, they become tamed to the end
Surrendering everything they have left to the realms of moral ruin
Obsolete identities entranced by nihility
Forced to crave for apathy
Doomed they now decline
Watching as those who lived without any shame or honor
Get prosecuted to these pitiless waters
Flushing the memories from the minds of expired mortal swine
Rest assured they'll see no redemption
Raping their senses till they're dry, apprehending mankind
One scum at time, they will surrender
Damning all that is divine
Nothing remains extant beyond the flesh of time
Drowning with their values that had left them disposed
Dissolving as calamity to an ever darkening world
In the realms of moral ruin they have lost their ways
Desecrated and set astray among the depraved
Dominated, forced to linger dismally
Miscreated and enslaved to their misery
Deluded by the impious flames
Emaciated, thriving on their own dismay
Courting the end of their days
Straight down the throat of unfathomed cruelty
Drivellers starving for an end to begin
Stripped from every feeling except torment
Still engaged with the descent
They must now part ways with their oblivion
Miscreated to die a thousand times a night
Demoralized they discharge their last hopes of redeeming their might
As they relapse, they wither from within
Deconsecrated; they depart to the depths of torrid sin
TO THE DEPTHS OF TORRID SIN!
TO THE DEPTHS OF TORRID SIN!
TO THE DEPTHS OF TORRID SIN!
ABANDON ALL FUCKING HOPE
Floating the swells the spiral below
Caressed by the fire, that blackens their defeat
As they slip through the grips of anguish, they arrive in the chambers of deceit
Under the ice and right through the flames, they become tamed to the end
Surrendering everything they have left to the realms of moral ruin
Obsolete identities entranced by nihility
Forced to crave for apathy
Doomed they now decline
Watching as those who lived without any shame or honor
Get prosecuted to these pitiless waters
Flushing the memories from the minds of expired mortal swine
Rest assured they'll see no redemption
Raping their senses till they're dry, apprehending mankind
One scum at time, they will surrender
Damning all that is divine
Nothing remains extant beyond the flesh of time
Drowning with their values that had left them disposed
Dissolving as calamity to an ever darkening world
In the realms of moral ruin they have lost their ways
Desecrated and set astray among the depraved
Dominated, forced to linger dismally
Miscreated and enslaved to their misery
Deluded by the impious flames
Emaciated, thriving on their own dismay
Courting the end of their days
Straight down the throat of unfathomed cruelty
Drivellers starving for an end to begin
Stripped from every feeling except torment
Still engaged with the descent
They must now part ways with their oblivion
Miscreated to die a thousand times a night
Demoralized they discharge their last hopes of redeeming their might
As they relapse, they wither from within
Deconsecrated; they depart to the depths of torrid sin
TO THE DEPTHS OF TORRID SIN!
TO THE DEPTHS OF TORRID SIN!
TO THE DEPTHS OF TORRID SIN!
ABANDON ALL FUCKING HOPE
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Writer(s): Christopher Brown, Matt Troutz, Rudy Hernandez
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