Letra da Música Dungeons Of Abraxus de Born Headless

Dungeons of abraxus torment...
Through his childhood sadist...
Born and bred beaten...
Lacking reason submission...
Wearing thin hatred...
Seeping through the clenched teeth...
Desperate ruptured...
Feed on the hands that feed him...
Turns to the darkness to free him...
Draw him to the flames and brand him...
He is now one with his own which can't survive
Souls of the weak, it needs to thrive
Emerged from the pupæ of inner fire
To kill without the
Limits of humanity
Fear of decay in mortality
Bathing in the blood bore of its fists
Embracing the subconsciousness
Underneath its husk he lies dormant
Watching the beast devour his foes
Increased hunger with the flow of the blood
Raping the soul torn from its shell
Feel the warmth flow down its throat
The flesh collapse beneath its grasp
Bind their soul to its own
Chained within its dungeon
Unhinged rage in primal form
Exacted on ignorance
Consumed by the seeds they'd sewn
Cloven bodies internally wrung
Rend apart one by one
Lives of innocent ignorance greater...
Now is his knowledge of pain...
All now fall under his gaze...
Knows not a limit to lust...
Disciple of darkness