Waterhells by Korovakill Lyrics

No Sails to be hoist in the Morning
No Way - just empty Horizons
And deaf is all Noise in the cold Spray
But loud tears what comes in Mind...
Tears what comes in Mind

Slow rot all earthly Shells
Embrace a thousand Hells

Alone in a Pit with the Demons
Engreased by festering Grotesque
Immured every Limb without Movement
Long Nights 'till suddenly SmokeLasers light
-'till Fires for the Count's Rise blaze bright