Song | No Light Spared |
Artist | Spawn of Possession |
Album | Incurso |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
How did I get here, surrounded by snow | |
Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones | |
Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows | |
I hear them croaking to taunt my unfair demise | |
Finally I give up all my strength | |
There’s no point resisting when | |
I’m dazed and lost forever in this white andwintry hell | |
Then I see what looks to be a light | |
Could it mean salvation, | |
I start crawling towards it unbeknown of its purposeand plan | |
On my hands and knees | |
I pull myself, my muscles ache from the storm | |
My heart is pounding hard and out of time | |
Then I see the light as | |
I lie there ripped | |
Vanish out of sight, down the entrance to a crypt | |
Down the hole | |
I go into the unknown | |
Slapped in the face by the smell, it’s so foul and hints something evil heredwells | |
Still I keep going for what could be worse than the weather outside | |
Seemingly this place should be a peaceful haven | |
I keep pressing but where is the light that saved me | |
Getting further down the dungeons narrow passage | |
Fail to realize the gate behind me closing | |
I light up a match to find myself covered in blood spattered cloth | |
Something is telling me | |
I’m not alone in this wretched sewer | |
A puff of air blows out my tiny flame | |
As a snorting, gnarling sound approaches me fast | |
From every direction, this is it | |
Cornered by a horde of godless creatures, can’t flee | |
I see myself get massacred, disjointed by these entities of demon | |
Their glowing eyes lights up my death bed | |
Tears me up and leaves me gutted, seems they found it inside my dead body | |
My soul was all they wanted in the end |
How did I get here, surrounded by snow | |
Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones | |
Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows | |
I hear them croaking to taunt my unfair demise | |
Finally I give up all my strength | |
There' s no point resisting when | |
I' m dazed and lost forever in this white andwintry hell | |
Then I see what looks to be a light | |
Could it mean salvation, | |
I start crawling towards it unbeknown of its purposeand plan | |
On my hands and knees | |
I pull myself, my muscles ache from the storm | |
My heart is pounding hard and out of time | |
Then I see the light as | |
I lie there ripped | |
Vanish out of sight, down the entrance to a crypt | |
Down the hole | |
I go into the unknown | |
Slapped in the face by the smell, it' s so foul and hints something evil heredwells | |
Still I keep going for what could be worse than the weather outside | |
Seemingly this place should be a peaceful haven | |
I keep pressing but where is the light that saved me | |
Getting further down the dungeons narrow passage | |
Fail to realize the gate behind me closing | |
I light up a match to find myself covered in blood spattered cloth | |
Something is telling me | |
I' m not alone in this wretched sewer | |
A puff of air blows out my tiny flame | |
As a snorting, gnarling sound approaches me fast | |
From every direction, this is it | |
Cornered by a horde of godless creatures, can' t flee | |
I see myself get massacred, disjointed by these entities of demon | |
Their glowing eyes lights up my death bed | |
Tears me up and leaves me gutted, seems they found it inside my dead body | |
My soul was all they wanted in the end |
How did I get here, surrounded by snow | |
Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones | |
Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows | |
I hear them croaking to taunt my unfair demise | |
Finally I give up all my strength | |
There' s no point resisting when | |
I' m dazed and lost forever in this white andwintry hell | |
Then I see what looks to be a light | |
Could it mean salvation, | |
I start crawling towards it unbeknown of its purposeand plan | |
On my hands and knees | |
I pull myself, my muscles ache from the storm | |
My heart is pounding hard and out of time | |
Then I see the light as | |
I lie there ripped | |
Vanish out of sight, down the entrance to a crypt | |
Down the hole | |
I go into the unknown | |
Slapped in the face by the smell, it' s so foul and hints something evil heredwells | |
Still I keep going for what could be worse than the weather outside | |
Seemingly this place should be a peaceful haven | |
I keep pressing but where is the light that saved me | |
Getting further down the dungeons narrow passage | |
Fail to realize the gate behind me closing | |
I light up a match to find myself covered in blood spattered cloth | |
Something is telling me | |
I' m not alone in this wretched sewer | |
A puff of air blows out my tiny flame | |
As a snorting, gnarling sound approaches me fast | |
From every direction, this is it | |
Cornered by a horde of godless creatures, can' t flee | |
I see myself get massacred, disjointed by these entities of demon | |
Their glowing eyes lights up my death bed | |
Tears me up and leaves me gutted, seems they found it inside my dead body | |
My soul was all they wanted in the end |