Full of Hell - Bez Boìlu текст песни

Cursed pillar withers in my fists
Onward, upward, forward
Languished sentinel will stand waiting
If it pleases thee, it will beget me Unbecoming
Free yourself from this bent vault
Or die in prison
Needles, bows and hammers twist
On splintered boards and broken fists
Let pain in Let it guide
Let pain win
Cuticles rupture as hand pull forward to hold
That which you’ve never known