Genre: Death Metal/ [bad word]  Crossover

Memories of fire drifting alone
Feed desires no one knows
Soaked in urine dripping wet
Starved, beaten, shamed and whipped

Given only [bad word] and pain
Upset pools of forbidden memories
Now the blood is flowing red
As I travel down these empty roads
Down these empty roads

Lost in realms of madness [bad word] down my skin
Standing on the edge of death
Death...

Door opens in my mind
Endless fields of forgotten torment
This pain I will share with you
As your screams echo across the night

Lost in realms of madness [bad word] down my skin
Standing on the edge of death

Gazing into the abyss

Only a taste of what waits
In the world that [bad word] place of insane [bad word] 
Leaving only madness
And rotting bones
Crippled lives
And the fear
That I will return
I will return
I will return
I will return...