Hateskor - Unbroken

Like painful tears of martyrs
An act of rememberance
A feast for the wolfs of my most darkest dreams
Desire for freedom was gone long ago
Along with my last muttered words
Death has become my most deared friend
The court of the one who will fall
For why shall I seek what cannot be found
The last shard of light in my soul

Feel the fear, feel the chill across your spine
Unbowed, unbent, unbroken!
Take me down, crush my will... I´ll still remain
Unbowed, unbent unbroken!
Illusion of hope has abandoned me now
An omen for eternal weep
All that remains is a thickened night
A soiree for ghosts on my sleep

This is the way your legacy ends
Chimera will live through my pain
Sweetest oblivion is calling my name
A whisper I shall not disdain
Feel the fear, feel the chill across your spine
Unbowed, unbent, unbroken!
Take me down, crush my will... I´ll still remain
Unbowed, unbent unbroken!