Lyrics:

Kill me

Throw Out And Kill
Nurish
And I'll Breathe
The Death

Die Some
Because Emptiness
Has Grown Old
Fire Descending
The Slow Kill In The Cold

I… I… I’ve got… blood on my hands…
Cast Me Into Depths
Observe
Slowly Sinking
Down
Through Dark Waters
The Reflection Of Dead Eyes
A Dark Figure
Blinded By The Rage
The slow kill in the cold
And Tripped In Chaos
Running Into Walls
The slow kill in the cold, yeah

Die Some
Because Emptiness
Has Grown Old
Fire descending
The slow kill in cold
Running