Fathomless Grave Songtext
von Torture Machine

This unsacred place
Filled with the reek of death
A glooming gate
No light at the end

Thoughts that never were made to exist
May sink myself into obscurity

Hear my desolation
Succumb before my emptiness

This unsacred place
Filled with the reek of death
A glooming gate
No light at the end

Thoughts that never were made to exist
May sink myself into obscurity

Hear my desolation
Succumb before my emptiness


Follow my uncreation
To a darker path
Fathomless grave

Embrace the strings you can′t see
As I corrode every thought you conceive

Black waters flood my pain
Follow my trace and you sink as well

Follow my
Darker path
Into the
Fathomless grave

Embrace the strings you can't feel
As I reverse the flow of your misery

Hear and swallow my empty speech
As my malicious intentions devour the weak

The rotting gates of my mind grave
Are open to enter but not to escape