1. ROTTEN & TORN

Look at my feet on the dust
Look at my hands, no one trusts
I'm about to do something dire, now
Is this the call to ascend?

Everything's turning into dark gore
I seek faith in this dim place
The strings pull me now, Is this the call to rise?

Into dark gore! Lies!
How deep is my inner chaos? Crushed at the bottom!

I feel so mad for still believing that something is not
I feel so mad for still keep breeding faith in dark
I feel so mad for still believing that something is not
I feel so mad for still believing what I saw

Everything's fixing into dark gore
Everything´s sinking into the depths, pulling me down
Everything´s pulling me down

Processed into the dark, I rise and call the lost ones, bottom reborn

I feel so mad for still believing that something is not
I feel so mad for still keep breeding faith in dark!

I rise and call the lost ones, rotten and torn.
I rise for gore, stand for my own, from bottom reborn

Voices, my mind breaks free from your control
Questions, the crack reveals your wild true form
Into dark gore

Rotten and torn
On my own
Rotten and torn
On my own
Crawling into dark gore
On my own
Rotten and torn
On my own