Killian Lanham - In The Shadows Of The Mountains

Hollowed out like the mountains lies the undead
Blind minds,dead hearts,rotted veins,and sunken faces
No real hope,they only guarantee is a graveyard bed

Roads paved with failure lead nowhere
Short lived prosperity as fail as christs light
The lies of the past now harbor despair

There is only failure here

A home to wide spread misery
Self made victims to times regression
Corpses rot along with the property
Life's decay a bleak grim obsession

In the shadows of the mountains

Valleys devoid of light and a future existence
The value of flesh and earth raped repeatedly
The cold hand of death grips here with persistence

No one cares--if you try
No one grieves--if you die
No one comes--to your grave
No way out--your deaths slave
Life's will rot --in the shadows of the mountains

They are born here to die
We are born to die
They are born here to die
We are born here to die

No one cares--if you try
No one grieves--if you die
No one comes--to your grave
No way out--your deaths slave

Written by:
Killian Lanham

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