Once embodied in A casket of never-ending unrest It comes to life Lost at the edge, The edge, of the world. Free from my jaded throne Free in a form of sin And the walls came down crumbling Aphotic airwaves Relinquish empty lungs On your way to salvation You'll pay the devils toll The toll And when there are no more eyes or souls to meet We'll take refuge in these contagious beliefs Choke on the words at the back of your tongue Ill make sure you die alone. I dug the grave You made it your own Tainting the waters Animosity haunts your soul Submerged in this frozen hell In a state of parallel Frozen hell I am not him I am not the fiend