Bereft Songtext
von Vallenfyre

Throughout this blight
The cries in vain ring out in twisted symphonies
In all the days
I′ve earned the right to walk a path of blasphemy
In an empty gloom
The platitudes of grief
Four stages through
And no acceptance
Through bitter vicissitudes
Of vanished memories
My mind is a tomb
Of desperate recollections


Oh Christ, our saviour
Taken from this place
Show us your mercy
Or fall from grace
Oh Lord, our Father
Thy will be done
Save us this suffering
Or cut out our tongues
Throughout this blight
The cries in vain ring out in twisted symphonies
In all the days
I've earned the right to walk a path of blasphemy