Letra da Música Gravelord de Wraiths

I woke with despair in my heart, from the pain of being alive
Every second I spend on this earth makes me want to convulse and die

Burn all the bones before they come to life
Cut them down from their ceaseless strife
You will fall, by the sword
In the tomb, of the gravelord

I learned how to deal with loss so many moons ago
I feel I'm dead inside but I will not subside
One thousand eyes, shrouded in smoke
Fingers of knives, in the devils cloak

This sickness growing in your lungs
Soon you'll be unable to scream
Trapped in this world of sorrow
You will fail, you will turn hollow

Burn all the bones before they come to life
Cut them down from their ceaseless strife
You will fall. By the sword
In the tomb. Of the gravelord

The suffering you will endure
Will amount to nothing in the end
Your body will lay where the old one lies
In the dark, in the cold, prepare to die