Doom:VS - Dead Words Speak


Ailments of grey cover these hurtfull limbs 
A seething anger grows 
Voiceless come your calls 

Dead words speak 
They speak to me at night 
And sometimes I get frightened 
Gives no peace 
They give no peace at night 
And sometime they are right 

I can't seem to rid this burden I bear 
Ghost of misty mornings, please disappear 

It sickens and destroys everything I've built 
And tears down the walls with anger and guilt 

Dead words speak 
They speak to me at night 
And sometimes I get frightened 
Gives no peace 
They give no peace at night 
And sometime they are right 

I can't seem to rid this burden I bear 
Ghost of misty mornings, please disappear

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