Lirama

Never there will be a new dawn
As you forecast your own fate
Your glorious act in life
This tragedy draws to a come

Gore to banish fear
Internal malfunction as the entrails falls out
Derived from the malignant coagulation
Rope to tie, time to die
Face your god, we taste your blood
Choking convulsion as you gasp life away out
Hanging tight as you consume your ultimate fame
Rope to tie, your final lie
Due to rot, is this all you got?
Gore to banish fear

refrain:
When you - feel the tragic urge
Close to - insanity to emerge
Clouded - not to think straight
Driven to - suffocation
(2x)

Hate to all fake, cause you're to blame
Sick awareness to purify
Tormentor of squashed diseased brains
Attracting flies to infected lobs

A silent reminder by your epitaph
New sunrise in the afterlife
If there will be one
Enclosure of the body and mind

Gore to banish fear

refrain

Gore to banish fear