Из альбома: The Imbuing
Hold on drop I won't go
Symbolic tendencies exist predictable this declaration
Is my fist I will not fear demise
I cannot be demise blot out and obliterate
Hold on
Erase and exterminate hold on
I forgot annihilation hold on I am now determination
Hold on or drop there's nothing left
Wandering eyes will roam it's all the same falling farther home
Hold on don't forget me
Death's eyes forming my time so alone
This is what death sounds like