Near The Abyss 
Innocents Massacre 

You know everything will go down
It's not worth it to go on, I cannot see
We used to believe in an ungrateful salvation
The angels are abandoning their place
Hope is crucified by life
We do not pray, we do not pray
We live the Emaciated,
We live the Emaciated judgment.
Blessing dies in its dying place
With tied hands and blindfolded eyes we walk next to the abyss
Plague ramifies her grotesque intention.
The malice devours your kindness,
The malice devours your kindness,
The malice devours your kindness,
The malice devours your kindness.

Devours, devours, devours, devours!
Every morning turns dark by the grey pain, grey pain.

Bleeding meats in those corners governed by devastation 
The rope,
The rope in her neck
The rope in her neck is not a new
Because hopelessness reigns in every dark corner
The rope in her neck
The rope in her neck.
Devours, devours
The rope in her neck. 
 

03-Innocents Massacre - Near the abyss

Innocents Massacre