Story Behind The Song

Part of the conceptual album Flesh of the Witch, which introduces the man beaten down by life and failed relationships

Song Description

A song of a man angered and beaten by failed relationships

Lyrics

This cross that I bleed on, can't represent my pain, can't wash away tomorrow, can't stop the slow decay

these eyes grow pale and lifeless, can't stand the love they crave, can't wash away tomorrow, a walking corpse in a world of graves

In lost dreams, find me
In dead fields, lying
distant screams, call me
a slow decay, dying