The Nine Circles

by Vermörd

Moving constant flames
Surging to abyss
Bound by shackles
Thrown to the storm
Focusing on everlasting patronage
Overwhelming sweats and visions
Intersecting my hierarchy
Back and forth I go into the depths of this inner madness
Back and forth we ponder
Back and forth we ponder!
We're restless interchanging souls
Interchanging souls!
Our cordiality is missed
Our faces cold and pallored
Cold and pallored!
Tonality is all I feel
All I feel!
In this fucking abyss
Why have I found myself
In this inner mind
Dissipating visions follow my life
Now I've broken my grasp
The everlasting grasp placed on me
Insinuating violence

Written by: Zach Thomsen

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