Lletres: Shadows Fall. Destroyer Of Senses.

The sweet taste of self destruction
Waves of purity wash away the memories

I keep on falling off
I keep on falling off

The agents of change will dissolve
Into the fabric of our very existence

I keep on falling off of this straight and narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind
I keep on falling off of this straight and narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind

Giver of life destroyer of senses
I invoke!, I invoke!
Giver of life destroyer of senses
I invoke!
Giver of life destroyer of senses
I invoke!

The sweet taste of self destruction
Waves of purity wash away the memories

I keep on falling off of this straight and narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind
I keep on falling off of this straight and narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind