Old Man's Child What Malice Embrace
Beyond the black of the netherworld lies a kingdom untouched created by the sins of man... and the evil that man do. Walls painted with the color of blood, walls that surround all that malice embrace. Out of the dark and toward the shadows The mice feast on their flesh, Nameless souls are trapped in the twilight Trapped in a time that newers end's. Demons that hunt in the night soldiers of the nocturnal light, evil spawn the masters creation seeds of hate, the cast of damnation. Pain is all where nothing is, Is nothing where pain is all. Walls painted with the color of blood, walls that surround all that malice embrace. Out of the dark and toward the shadows The mice feast on their flesh, Nameless souls are trapped in the twilight Trapped in a time that newers end's... ...and never will.
