Devilish And Mournful

Not the mountains, nor the sea
Are places for me to be
Memories hunting me
By the dark of this room

Alone or better dead
I don’t feel anything
Alive is my worst part
The ceremony begins

Nothing on the ground
Blood is on the ground

Wasted time has passed
And I’ll soon be dead
By the dark of this room
A memory kills me (Yeah)