Psycroptic The Isle of Disenchantment Letras:
Darkened waters, lying before me, many secrets,
that we cant see, a strange ferry, guided by a
corpse, takes me to an island where I must-
Survive!

I cannot see, for the mist is too thick, the
ferryman's face, rotting making me sick. As we
enter the island, through a rocky cove, I can hear
the screams of a thousand lost souls, they don't
know where they are.

Suddenly we stop at a wharf, made of bones and
pieces of quartz, the corpse points to a distant
light. I see fire so I head up the rise, the hill
before me is so steep.

I'm glad I've got claws on my feet, the path ahead
is getting wide. I see a tunnel in the
mountainside- I can hear them breathing as I'm
pulling tighter on the chains that are wrapped
around their necks, drawing them closer to the
opening of the cave.
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They don't know the horror that awaits them. I
hope that they don't die, before they reach the
hole, by now- they know- that something is going
wrong. I can feel my own heart beating faster as
we get nearer to my home.

The joys we're going to have with these mortals
whose live's I've stolen. We enter into the murky
depths, it's dim inside. I see- them there- the
winged ones whose home I share.

The twelve demons of darkness are staring at me. I
am thirteen of an insane family, they laugh as
they see the treasure I've brought. I have brought
them one each.

We lead them further inside, the time for pleasure
has arrived. We take them to the torturing place,
once they're inside we uncover their face, most of
them nearly die at the sight of us.

They were all pretty asleep when I took them from
their homes, bagged them up and took them straight
to the boat, we will use every piece of them with
the greatest care.

Their bodies will forever dwell inside our lair.
Letras: The Isle of Disenchantment Psycroptic [final]