Oblivion Songtext
von Abscendent

Crippled
Breathless soul deprived from light
Deformed by human
Lies
Depraved vicious son of regret
Oblivious of itself

Trained to dull your nerves
Apathic, void, torn of ambition
Deprived of all
Innocence
Deranged and disturbed
Out of your mind
A forlorn abject product of dismay

Unholy work of mankind
Blank remorse
Praise the angst


One by one
The days lose
Every last purpose
Time gives no choice

No way out
Drag yourself
Through barren
Everlasting spirals
I will plead mercy
Gain my right to die

Endless torture of return
A cruel fate made of greed
A perverted need to burn
In redemption′s fire
The only way to gain a scope
To weed out the dread
Get rid of your god
Embrace the absurd