Let The Dark Do The Rest (Requiem Mass) Lyrics
I don’t feel anything, do you?
The itch inside, I cannot find
A spark in the dark that will tear me up inside
It’s not right
Had a hell of a time, I’m suffering
God, my life was a mess
I will never forget it haunting it
Let the dark do the rest
Sick
Sick
You make me sick
Sick
You make me sick
Hell sent its best, you come for me
Nothing’s left, there is no price
Portraits of black hang inside me
Quite divine, they pulse inside
Had a hell of a time, I’m suffering
God, my life was a mess
I will never forget it haunting it
Let the dark do the rest
On and on
This lucid darkness is filling up my soul
How can I be all alone here?
Constant ridicule
And I just wanna go
And I just want to see what the future holds
Had a hell of a time, I’m suffering
God, my life was a mess
Then I will never forget it haunting it
Let the dark do the rest
You make me sick
Let the dark do the rest
You make me sick
Let the dark do the
You make me sick