Слова песни:The darkness warms my heart
Makes the rush inside start
Warm feel of the cold breeze
Stops all the energy
Helping to ease the pain
Coldness overtakes the body
Bed of congestion captures the tomb
Final closure of the wounds
Bugs of mercy overhead
Swarming around the dead
Pictures of the days gone by
Brings the flood out of my eyes
It soon will all be a dream
The pain will go soon you'll see
Oakwood I choose for the end
To finalize my sins
One day the heavens will call
And then the pain shall fall
Seize from the veins I bleed
To end this symphony
Emptiness conquers the soul
There's nowhere else to go
Painting the picture red
The angels are now sent
To ease this pain
To overtake this body
Open my arms to the tomb
Got to, got to, got to heal these wounds
One day the heavens will call
And then the pain shall fall
Seize from these veins I bleed
To end this symphony
One day the heavens will call
And then the pain shall fall
Seize from these veins I bleed
To end this symphony
