And they're gonna get high
When they're low
The fire burns from better days
And he screems why
I said I don't know
The catastrophic hymnes from yesterday
Of misery
Hell hounds on your trail now once again... boy
It's groping on your leg until it sleeps
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
Because it's not what you make...it's what you leave
Humppabiisi <3
Tää-ää jää-ää soim-aan pää-ää-hään ( of Misery)