Testo Deadly Inner Sense

A sea of twisted shapesSeek salvage from this carnageFrustration deep insideWrithe in utmost rageA tortuous embrace is embedded in their mindsAs hands from above graspEmptiness they find.Paralysed from neck downLike fluid drinksPressures increase on fleshExcruciating pain...These mindless thoughtless foolsCorrupted in mindCrying out for the deathInnocence they find...The silence looms before us,Free of trouble and strifeWhile bodies pile in hundreds,Free from the gift of life.Drown in miseryDeadly inner senseThis place of dooma sacred shrineeternal punishment for all timeThe deadly inner sense