The Promise Of Never - Arsis

To make believes there is no guilty, to wield the liar’s dagger

And clasp his hand to celebrate the countless unborn bastards

To praise the guilt some more, in the eyes of the fallen

Embracing the swine, this foreplay strangulation

(Beaten, reject, hollow)

Though your disease is ever mine, I give you diamonds

And in an act to seal the oath, I gave you roses, be careful of the fucking

thorns

In your eyes I saw the end, and these were your words, the promise of never

Still in denial of the fact that our feeling dissolve

I took your evil skin away with the blade of the liar’s dagger

And clasped your hand to celebrate your vile unborn bastard