Myrå

Frantic visions deprived of light

Serpents morph, void ignite

Through fire I can see

All that burns inside me

Teeth grinding on my rotting flesh

Forged a path where there's only death

Teeth grinding on my rotting flesh

Fragments collide, there's only death

There is nothing here

There is nothing left

There is nothing here

There is only death

There is only death

Frantic vision deprived of light

Serpents morph, void ignite

Through fire I can see

All that burns inside me

There is nothing here

There is nothing left

There is nothing here

There is only death

Eh

There is only death

There is only death

It all shall burn

To shed the skin

Release the ashes

To the wind

To the wind

To the wind