Breed Through Me, Bleed For Me





Lifeless symphonies playing on the last refrain

So malignant and cold

This is music for the dead

and the primitive chords,

embraces me like a cold winter storm

A symphony of destruction, a hymn for hate

Realizing that feelings comes from within,

oh your hatred spirit!

Run through my veins



[Chorus:]

Come to me

Breed through me

Live through me 

Bleed for me 

Die for me 



The music is about to end, and so is my pain

The hate is running faster inside my skin.

The veins are broken. The hatred is released

Chaos and frustration inside of me