The Perverted Beast Lyrics - Darkane

Cries echo in the halls of dread 

Left in the shadows of loneliness 

The cold walls of madness 

Staring at you with eyes of retaliation 

Looking back, at memories forgotten 

Feel the anguish return 

A forsaken place without opportunities 

Unlock the gate to passionate and pain 

A wound that nourish the evil inside 

Believe the illustrator of the perverse 

Obey the outer rage of depravity 

Brought back from hell 

The taste of life reborn 

Looking back at memories forgotten 

Feel the anguish return 

A forsaken place without opportunities 

Savage spirits haunting my half done soul 

Angry at the awkward place 

Where they have been left 

A statue carved from explorers of the dark 

Endure the true suffering in this paradox 

Cries echo in the halls of dread 

Left in the shadows of loneliness 

Believe the illustrator of the perverse 

Obey the outer rage of depravity 

Slipped through the hands of the 

Guardians of the perverted beast 

Brought back from hell 

The taste of life reborn 

Slipped through the hands of the 

Guardians of the perverted beast