Emerging From The Cocoon

Distorted Mire

Emerging From The Cocoon


No light
Behind the curtain, it's breaking out
Box of Sorrows
The killing game is coming for real

In a distorted mire, an endless cycle, death is what I ask for

Vermilion
Blood stains rest on deadly clues
The chaser
Misery repeats itself until the end

The pain you see is only a shadow
The pain you see is only a shadow
All the torment and the pain
The real devil will tear your soul

Pain has a face, allow me to show you

No light
The claws of nightmares approach
A sinister maze
The faceless truth is at the end
It's the distorted mire and I am obsessed

All the torment and the pain
The real devil will tear you

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