Arch Enemy My Apocalypse

Sudden implosion of silenced emotions Buried beneath a scarred heart for too long Delusions of hope fading away Dying like leaves on frozen soil My apocalypse is near I can feel the end...coming here Neglecting existence repulse and repent An endless journey into the morbid Whispering voices distorting all senses Buried beneath a scarred heart for too long My apocalypse is near I can feel the end...coming here Lead - Michael Amott The bitter taste of a dying dream Shine the light on our shadows and illusions Lead - Chistopher Amott