Darzamat - Pain Collector

Followed by a nauseating metallic stench Of wounds and death Stigmatized with the rust of clotted blood Filled with the strength of his arrogance and hate He destroys everything Possessed with rage Overwhelmed by wrath He burns all words All memories Here comes real impurity Cursing you and the world The pain collector He gained the gift of suffering The pain collector Those bloodshot eyes stare in the dark The pain collector Asking after the sinister omen The pain collector Filled with painful stigmas of death Tears flow all night long The sombre mourners carry a soulless flame The corridors vibrate with a sinister melody Reverberating with a sepulchral echo Broken heart intoxicated with agony Pierced with a black lightening The sobbing of ominous songs Accompanied by a cold bell tolling