The Scope of Obsession

This is the chorus of the lost undead
An anthem to welcome the hatred I have breed

Eternal damnation, I feel the worst is yet to come
Breathe new life into this hollow cage, a hearts that's left undone
The grief of a fallen legion, a winterscape painted red with blood
Watch as it spills from my lips to this page
The lines of truth blurred into shades of gray

Her lips so soft, oh mistress of hell she comforts me
You hear me scream these words but do you know what they really mean?
You see the pain inside me but do you know what I've really seen?

As I slowly rot and my flesh becomes ashes
Like the flames from a burning body, or the waves of an endless sea
I'm gasping for breath
All I really want is death

Turn your back on the world and say goodbye to all of this
Turn your back on the world and no one will ever notice
These are just scattered ashes, this is my name spoken in past tense
Turn your back on the world and no one will ever notice

I can hear twilight's swan song play
I can feel sorrow's arms holding me in my grave
I can hear twilight's swan song play
I can feel sorrow's arms holding me in my grave
These songs belong to the hearts of the dead
Her words left to rot inside my head

Here I stand at the edge of winter where frozen still life begins to thaw
Death extols my emptiness behind my thoughts

Buried alive for all too see
A grave without a name is where you'll find me My fall from heaven
The scope of obsession