Abandon – In Reality We Suffer

Darkness surrounds us soon will descend

Grey decay living dead dark are the days ahead

Conserve that precious hatred for later

Dark are the days ahead the walls we face are growing heavy to carry its name

Carved in flesh the rage

If this is it let the apocalypse begin

Grey decay living dead

Dark are the days ahead a thousand destinies made one and nothing

If this is it let the apocalypse begin

So alike so alone we suffer