The wind of the void

Asleep at your back, your never to relax. a sirens call, beckoning back towards the fall.
The wind of the void, it feeds on remorse, it spreads from within, it spews dark reward, for those with no will, the call renders still, the void begins to take 'em to hell.
The winds whisper sin, the sweet loving hymm, of a blurred escape from the screaming within.
The wind of the void, it feeds on remorse, it spreads from within, it spews dark reward, for those with no will, the call renders still, the void begins to take me to hell.
Poisoned dark lips, a judas kiss, invites you to drown in her succubus grip, reasoning rips as toxic love ropes you in. with a noose you choose, the wind calls you forth, alone in the forest you make your own choice.
The wind of the void, it feeds on remorse, it spreads from within, it spews dark reward, for those with no will, the call renders still, the void begins to take 'em to hell. Take 'em to hell. Take me to hell.