Nervosa - Impending Doom

The screams that we hear
The cold that we feel
The silence that never came
Whispers scramble

Life is a storm that never calms
Until the tomb
Peace is a dream that hides a threat
Impending doom

Sensorial waves
Soaking in the flesh
Memories throb
In the beat of despair

Life is a storm that never calms
Until the tomb
Peace is a dream that hides a threat
Impending doom

The cold of death
The lack of certainty

The echoes return empty
Carrying no answers
Craving the curse
Sinking deeper into an abyss

Body is a cage
Mind, a tormentor
Rest, a forgotten luxury

Life is a storm that never calms
Until the tomb
Peace is a dream that hides a threat
Impending doom

A hunger that never fades