So this is The exemplar deathstyle You told me about; You want my seed in Is this the treason I bare the fame from? My fatal freedom; The omniswansong
I carry the news of Darkness and hope
So this is The underworld You have in your heart; You hide in your room Iґm so sorry to say It only makes me laugh
I carry the news of Darkness and hope
So here I have-your act of love Within the poison-of your every word Each night you stay in-each night I will have to run Knowing from darkness and hope There is no return.