Twisted Tales

Gods Of Decay

Losing, weakening
Falling too fast
Drowning in dust and despair

Hating, seeking
Feel I have tasted
In arms of the one that’s outcast

Blindly I unleashed the curse of my blood
Regret and remorse I have none
Proud I have stood by eclipse of the day
Still feeding my gods of decay

You showed me beauty
When all became ashes and dust
You gave me meaning
In chaos of modern lust
You blessed my battles
All scars on my face
So take my shadow
When starts the end of your race