Tortharry - Ending Of Slavery

The blind blood whispers
As it is roaming through my face
The wolfïs heart searches
Some way to leave the divine maze
Sometimes the dead ends
Are all you are allowed to see
Still the flame of your pain
Is ready and waiting to set you free

Body denial
No longer a tool
Body denial
Now the one to rule
Body denial
Material atrophy
Self destruction
Has become a part of me