Impending doom, can't escape Pitch black at the lake The snow is falling, can't escape The evil approaches, I can't save you These problems don't have
These problems don't have solutions We're rotting inside this cell Our bodies are like a prison Only death will save us from this hell Impending doom
Tulkojums: Chimaira. Gaidāmo Doom.
apart These problems don't have solutions We're rotting inside this cell Our bodies are like a prison Only death will save us from this hell Impending doom
