Novembers Doom

Petrichor
Frigid rain now wash me A familiar scent arise Vibrance full with petrichor I am so incomplete In the ground, The only day your loved In the ground, I will love missing you This labored breath, Our symmetry ad nauseum Banishment through the crawl, The first step is paralyzed Familiar face has been twisted Into a shape unrecognized I have to die when the worms are crying Eternal sleep, I'm now alive In the ground, The only day your loved In the ground, I will love missing you This labored breath, Our symmetry ad nauseum Banishment through the crawl, The first step is paralyzed Rainfall fills the lungs The dirt is blinding me Filled with euphoria I'm so sick with joy Letras de canciones Rainfall fills the lungs The dirt is blinding me Filled with euphoria I'm so sick with joy This labored breath, Our symmetry ad nauseum Banishment through the crawl, The first step is paralyzed This labored breath, Our symmetry ad nauseum Banishment through the crawl, The first step is paralyzed From Letras Mania