Ice Ages - Coma

Promising Demise

We arrived
To places far from Hell
Found a grain of truth
Implanted in the spell

Every lane
Is leading to the same
Promising decay
Clean cut to tease the tame

Sweet hungry blades
Like tongues absorbing tender ends
Soak every shade
In joys of weeping souls

All Rays of Hope
Are shining on this cheerless Slope
Let's feast upon
The merits of demise

Let's find out
How many germs of doubt
Cast away that Spell
To die together well

Praise the sane
From places far from Hell
Flared away to blame
To bleed is not a shame

Sweet hungry blades
Like tongues absorbing tender ends
Soak every shade
In joys of weeping souls

All rays of hope
Are shining on this cheerless slope
Let's feast upon
The merits of demise

On bleeding scars
Engraved are hopes of emptiness
Collect the Shards
The merits of demise

All craving blades
Are opening my vessels right
Make senses fade
And vanish in the dark

Credits
Writer(s): Richard Lederer
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