الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Will you remember me
Still know my name
When I'm set free?
Is this the way it ends now?
The last thing to see is
The bottom of a fucking cask?
Feeding the crows
Dangling and putrid
In the presence of my own hollowness
Kindling the flames
Scorching and charred
The incarnation of my vainness
What once was believed to be glory
Paled into a scorn, left to derision
Time stood still as I bode the cold iron
And the tendonds coiled around my neck
The carnyx shrill and a world once known
Slowly sank in numbing red
Will you remember me
