Solace in Hell
With this unholy chorus
Of decadent release
A pummeling reminder
Dark shapes cast we fade into the aether
Flipside of a venal duality
Distort the mind's eye to ease the suffering
Unspeakable truths that haunt you to this day
Swirling eddies of discombobulation
With every turn draw you closer to the sinkhole
To dreams you run: oblivion is no escape
Disciple of Morpheus, it seems you've lost your way
Commence the next catharsis
More than your soul can tarnish
These vanished sands can never fill
The chasms of your loss
A puff of ash, fed to bacterial swarms
Our mortal coils dissolve return to dust
There's no healing diseases of the spirit
Defeat your higher brain - replace the misery
From the land of Morpheus this nightmare you inhabit
Lost in your maze of unreality
Despicable acts corrode the soul away
Disciple of Morpheus, it seems you've lost your way
Commence the next catharsis
More than your soul can tarnish
These vanished sands can never fill
The chasms of your loss
The threads that bound corrupted
Penultimate rebellion of a man
Who never learnt to love his chains
Writer/s: Frederic Leclercq, Hervé Coquerel, Jérôme Point Canovas Nathanael Underwood, Stéphane Buriez
