Voices. (Demo) by Desamor

Day after day. it's always the same.
Broken promises and endless pain.
The omen of death calls out my name.
All my pain, I'm the one to blame.
Nothing left to treasure.
It never gets better.
Each day I'm going insane.
I don't know what lies for me after death,
but I know it will be better than the thought in my head.
Visions of agony plague my mind,
maybe it's a message that I'm supposed to die
And who am I to decide what I feel inside,
My final goodbye is all I'll leave behind.

• Deathcore
• Metal
• beatdown
• hardcore
• slam
• Santa Maria