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Pick up the bones
In stone it stands written
It's taken hundred years
The fires to come
The living dead
In bones that's been hidden
For more than centuries
A flashback in time
The birth of a sickness in me
Leaving this world into pieces
Taking the blood from the dead
Eating the skulls of her victims
Feeding her birds from the breast
Hold on to life
Falling through ice
Slitting the throat of her victims
Drinking the blood from her dead
Eating the life of her victims
Keeping the mind, unsurfaced
The crows let me hear them
Singing the hymns of death
The woman to come
The demon breath
The path of the lone ones
She knows that it's someone here
You're trespassing her grounds
Letting your demons right in here
Nensha
In here
A flashback in time
The birth of a sickness in me
Hold on to life
Falling through ice
Scarred by all life
Nothing seems right
Beware of yourself darkness drinker
Touched by thorns of minds hell
I am the one who is building
My nightmares my fears unsurfaced
I'm the demon of our time.
I'm the frozen ghost in hell
I'm the demon in the sky
We are the leaders in hell
We are the leaders of all
I am the lone wolf in all
And I'm reaching for you too
Pushing through hell
Rumbling away here
Beware of yourself
The hammer won't lift itself
Beware of this dark
It's only in your head
Beware of yourself
The hammer won't lift itself
The path of the lone ones
The gates have been opened
The ships leaving shores now
Ready to strike now
You'll die
Lyrics submitted by EternalTearsOfSorrow
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Vocalist Niklas Karlsson says this song is the first of a trilogy of songs by the band taking on Harm-OCD in its most horrific and fullest form & the sinister anxiety that comes with it. This is a song about a deep down darkness that exists in some - those who almost invite death into their world as opposed to fearing it. Furthermore they are haunted by their desire for pain as a source of relief from their own inner turmoil.