Letra da Música The Eternal Cold de Make Them Suffer

I begin to gnaw. chewing away
Spitting up the very fabrication of myself
The eternal cold, dark shall prosper as I plunge
Descending deeper toward the shadows

Let me sleep, this endless drone must end
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself
For I am but a nothingness drifting
Seeking dead ends and false hope
There is only death, I do not even exist
A shadow, a memory
Cast away all binds to self

I'll never know why all things beautiful must reach an end
The appetite grows for a greater knowing
The more I find the more I die inside
I shed a tear, I weep
All things beautiful must reach an end

Myself containing a dormant implosion of infinite decimals
Spiralling out of control the ostracization begins

Within myself self-loathing
And I've tried to hold passion
Inside the palm of my hand and tackle the world head on
A knife held to my throat, a nice dose of discretion
The world will feel my pain
As I gnaw away at my boiled flesh

Detach myself from reality
My misanthropic ways fall to waste
My enigmatic veil begins to subdue. I cannot continue

Let me sleep, this endless drone must end
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself
For I am but a nothingness drifting
Seeking dead ends and false hope

This is my somber sendoff. I am done
The world will end. I've turned my back



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