Dolor Nil Finis by The Maledict Lyrics
In waiting, in longing, the promises we made
So trusting, so fragile, hold out for the end
The pain shall never cease
Cast myself unto the abyss
Naming my foes, in the guise of nature
Rebellion against form
Now treading through the water, the tempest of this life
I am silent
I am nothing
The self I lost in the storm
It hurts me, O, it grieves me, the pain of always knowing
Dark parasites beneath the flesh, turning skin transparent and sеvering the soul from the sеlf
Splintered is my consciousness, embers burning into the residence of purgatory
I will myself to vanish, take me far
Weakening now, so much more
With every passing morrow, the breath draws short
The will of this soul, stricken with grief
The onset of death, taking me gradually
All doubts and fears, my weakness has conquered me
Once again, the last of the hope subsides
My memories are drying
Paralysed now by my demons, they jeer in sunlight, and taunt me
They will wait for me to fall, for they are perfect, and passing
The pain shall never cease
Cast myself unto the abyss
This fleeting mind shall leave no legacy
A bruised soul shall fade then die
So trusting, so fragile, hold out for the end
The pain shall never cease
Cast myself unto the abyss
Naming my foes, in the guise of nature
Rebellion against form
Now treading through the water, the tempest of this life
I am silent
I am nothing
The self I lost in the storm
It hurts me, O, it grieves me, the pain of always knowing
Dark parasites beneath the flesh, turning skin transparent and sеvering the soul from the sеlf
Splintered is my consciousness, embers burning into the residence of purgatory
I will myself to vanish, take me far
Weakening now, so much more
With every passing morrow, the breath draws short
The will of this soul, stricken with grief
The onset of death, taking me gradually
All doubts and fears, my weakness has conquered me
Once again, the last of the hope subsides
My memories are drying
Paralysed now by my demons, they jeer in sunlight, and taunt me
They will wait for me to fall, for they are perfect, and passing
The pain shall never cease
Cast myself unto the abyss
This fleeting mind shall leave no legacy
A bruised soul shall fade then die