deep into the flesh the arrows cut from the hope of the hunter s bow wounded we fall with bleeding hearts we crawl taking shelter from the arrows cut the trembling flesh and don t let the tears tame you rip your arrows out and make them cut deeper crush my mouth for it still sings praises to you run the blood out from my throat for i m still yours and the hope will die when the curtains fall and silence the pain and the hope will die when the curtains fall and silence the pain we drink from the well the well of poisoned hope until the water will burn all pure hearts away and the hope will die when the curtains fall and silence the pain and the hope will die when the curtains fall and silence the pain keep your eyes on the wounds those rivers will run dry soon will it leave you wanting more the taste of flesh that bleeds in your honour  cut the trembling flesh and don t let the tears tame you rip your arrows out and make them cut deeper crush my mouth for it still sings praises to you run the blood out from my throat for i m still yours and the hope will die when the curtains fall and silence the pain and the hope will die when the curtains fall and silence the pain and silence the pain and silence the pain and silence the pain 
['doom metal', 'finnish death metal', 'finnish doom metal', 'finnish melodeath', 'finnish metal', 'gothic metal', 'melodic death metal', 'metal']