Shrine of Malice - Z (Lost in the Cold) Lyrics

Spiraling through a vortex
Tangled within multiple dimensions of corpses
Weaving in and out of the eyes of each shell
Thine tongue becomes ensnarled by Apollyon

I dread all who summon me to speak
Bereavement is beheld
Bestowing my cloud of misery

For t'was then The Cold communicated through the board
The Séance began
Peaking the trip
Hallucinations come into vision
Waiting to cease the flesh of those who will allow me
Disrupting the median
Disturbing the minds of his kin
My grip firmly grasping his spirit
The night cried for the soul of the innocent

Hopelessly wandering
You don't know what you are doing
Mindlessly chanting
Hymns of death
Establishing an era of suffering
Take your dreams and annihilate them

Pursued by flashing lights
Intensely shining over the Hills
Confused and left with nowhere to go
Freezing on cement floors
There was nothing they could do

They were so spineless
They left you out in the cold
Waiting for death, waiting to die
Lost In The Cold

Search everywhere for a trace of you
They burned the board yet I exist through the torment

Feeding off their fear
Excited by what comes next
Mischievous and debaucherous
No death, only consequence

Fools summon with no purpose
Invoking dark sermon
Too weak to withstand it
Now you will grow around this

I, reaper of souls, release thy body
My entity returns to the ether having feasted
The moon falls
The sun rises
A new life is commenced after the possession

As the Sun rose they rode over the horizon
Reunited yet diminished as you came to your senses
Shook in the presence of an evil spirit
Returning to the darkness no longer starving
Resting until He is summoned from the crypt
Lurking for the innocent
Never forget my presence
Z