Evocation - Boundead lyrics

Pretentious this torment That weakens our shade We search the salvation Behind the man made Face of our failure Damnation embraced Taste of disgrace Head on a roll Last touch is the axe Seed in the plague Face of our d**h Boundead - break the chains cross the border Boundead - lock that door starve your pain Boundead - see your flame cross that border Boundead - lock that door or heal no more Abnormal behavior Trapped in its claws Who was the saviour And who was the false Trampling the spikes Resolving the truth Found my redemption Led by the mute Blood on our soul Blood on our past Internal infernal destruction inside