The Nature Of Depravity

The fears of my past are more than real
No script will offer comfort
All I have is the eyes of my nightmares
The begining of the end is upon me

This is the nature of depravity
Only faceless figures wait for me
The eyes of a failed sinner
A body where the dead lay

This is the heart of the sick
The nature of depravity
The fears of my past are more than real

I welcomed the darkness
I let it in