Deyivan Paths letra

Weakness is what tears the ribs from within
After my serenity dissolves in

Tombstones keep the execration of time
The feeling of time

Emptiness is as a blue fire, devours dreams from reality
It's getting closer and slowly tastes your fear
I want to touch the unknown, nothing’s real, as I move further

Tombstones keep the execration of time
The feeling of time
Long forgotten and never known they walk beside own corpses

Sometimes scars grow deeper
I'm hollow, all I deserve is blackness
It’s sizzling, melt enough

Mulyfication - Letras

• Born As a Headless Mycospore
• Demidegolfighor
• Deyivan Paths
• Forgotten Psychonarcotic
• Haunted By Ectoplasmic Wasteland
• Her Innocent Skin Covered With Malignant Seeds
• Malignancy Of Conjure
• Providence in Cloths
• The One That Drowned Itself in Mystery
• Underwater Purgatory