Asylum of shadows Souls nourish endurances Looking for something The reason of your existence Your dreads are covering Drawin' the nice fear And the dark minstrel plays In deep hysteria
Asylum of shadows
I see a sad spirit crying for material possessions Faces around emanating hate, pain, spite andaggression Request fill up the dismal precipice of the umbral A black mass so depressive of negative thoughts
Blame! Sorrow! What's the veredict? Prisoners of lugubrious world Nastys pirits! Primitive level Looking for perfection, the essence of the soul
A cry from the abyss No one to hear A place so black Asylum of shadows!
