OBELISK - WITCHERS AND FIENDS

Genre: Deathcore Location: Joplin, Missouri / Sinks Grove, West Virginia Facebook: Obelisk-Witchers and Fiends Lyrics: Look at this fiend you’ve made, Now to crones I pray, Shadows inside my mind just lurking, My morality is warping, Can’t seem to find a way to get it the fuck out my head, In this bog, all is dead! Hope is fed to the cauldron, So, we may have a chance to get away and start life anew but, It’s taken away, To live in this blackened haze of rot that’s, Pulling me under, Everything that I was torn asunder, Now fearing those laced with mutagens, Dead and cold to take my life you need the gold, Igni, Aard, Quen, Yrden, Axii, All the signs you’ll need to kill me, Your dreams I rape! Lycanthropy, plague of the moon, my life, gone, lost,It’s taken away, To live in this blackened haze of rot that’s, Pulling me under, Everything that I was torn asunder, Now fearing those laced