Echoes of Terror Lyrics

Existence, through a spirit's will
A force, use the power of evil

Darkness, visualize
As light pierces through your yearning eyes
Rebirth, of a lost soul
Your body, a channel with which to grow old

Mephitic, smell of death
Rancid flesh, of the undead

Inner screams, useless tears
Shattered bones.
My prayer...
Oh Lord...

...Help me die.

Please, help me die

This inner gloom,
A subterrainean hell.
A morbid sleep,
In mys tygian world.
My mind is locked,
At chains my thoughts.
I pray for death.
Euthanasize my soul.

Sanctify me!

Epitaph, to mankind
Engraved, on your mind

Stigmata, on the flesh.
Dead images, put to rest.