For I dug a mass grave in abysmal depths For this wasted human race shall never be reborn again Cold burial, their blood stains the snow Eyes that will never see the same again, After I've shattered your mirrors forever I will not be kind in the torture you desire Walking through genocidal remnants With a hate filled heart Stabbing even at the tears of withering corpses Will there even be a word known as death anymore, When left is nothing to kill?
For I dug a mass grave in abysmal depths For this wasted human race shall never be reborn again Cold burial, their blood stains the snow Eyes that will never see the same again, After I've shattered your mirrors forever I will not be kind in the torture you desire Walking through genocidal remnants With a hate filled heart Stabbing even at the tears of withering corpses Will there even be a word known as death anymore, When left is nothing to kill?
