Doom:VS - The Lachrymal Sleep


Useless numb existence I breathe 
My tired limbs crawling through mud 

Sickening clamour from bodies so still 
Weakened by each moment I breathe 

Let me slip into hiding, 
Let me dream one final dream 

In this coffin of light 
In which I live, kills my will 
To feel alive, 
I beg you to help me through 

Red colours the broken 
Embodies the snow, 
I bleed with the cold

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