I Can't Think Of A Title For This Depressing Song Letra

Tourment dwells within as i wash my hands in sin, when will this horror end? The pain will come back again and the truth once again you bend untill the final fend. The pain still wrenching inside of me and i Canot win and it's all because if him. What happened to your love, with the secret of the velvet glove. To shadow away the scarring trace, of your beautiful face.

Inside your rotten skull, i watched you slowly fall into the depth of the night with the eternal fright, jumping at the bang of a creatures bloody fang.