Forever Entombed Amongst The Catacomb

Being buried alive, the darkness sinks in deep into the cold chills throughout your body, the mind if effortless, it becomes a new era of desolation, a serious attempt to escape is no longer self controlled, as your body will become one, one with the catacombs, you have inherit the worst of the worst, the suspicion will be at its climax, the worst of the worst, exhaustion will be suffocating by the dead around, beyond this hallowed out hell, the condition of your reverie will be your new balance of sight, you stand before the abandoned citadel, statues once touched become the dust, you have discovered the fate of your censure (2x) You (you) you are so fucking doomed (4x) YOU ARE DOOMED! The essence of the necropolis will relinquish the essential intensity, from far below this hell, no, their is no ability to understand the relentless deterioration of these depths, that such flesh does not belong, this destination is unsoundness, it has deprived everything to decompose, now, a fatal error to ones vitality is the most extreme terror, become the purpose for destroying life