Apr 2020
Cold waves of obsidian
They crash and clash
Turn you into ash
Torments of blissful oblivion
It goes round and round
The escape is never to be found
Choke and smoke
Never to be woke
They crash and clash
Turn you into ash
Torments of blissful oblivion
It goes round and round
The escape is never to be found
Choke and smoke
Never to be woke
