Existence Ridden

Death is standing at the gates today
Howling my name
Never will I urge to repent
I'm greeting my faith

I grant the reaper my soul to steal
May it roam in nihility
When my veins are filled with rust
Life will be scattered in the dust

From our cradle until our grave
All suffers doom's longing praise
Once born, bound by the oath
Morbid force, no restraint

Anchored in a sea of impeccable ache
Feel the chill of the boatman's embrace

From our cradle until our grave
Soaking in eternal suffering
Nothing left of peace, no serenity
Saunter this path of constant agony

Death is standing at the gates today
Howling my name
Never will I urge to repent
I'm greeting my faith