Autumn's End Integrity
Candlelight burns your skin.
Taste of the dead smells of the way of the sheep.
Weak as the lamb.
Can’t you see your light
is just a faith that’s f..cked by man?
WHY!
Break your hands upon the alter.
Drink the sands, sands of the way of the sheep.
Weak as the lamb.
Can’t you see your light
is just a faith that’s f..cked by man?
WHY!
I fell my pain. I love my reign.
I RISE!
