Indwelling - The Breath Of He Who Kills lyrics

Saturated in blood

Standing still in fear

Tears of those who mourn

The breath of he who kills

I feel it on my face

My heart cries to speak

My lungs gasp to breathe

For he's got me by the throat

His grip is on me

Clutching me tight

Shadowing black

And holding me from God's light

His grip is on me as dark as the night

Spewing blasphemy and taking my sight

He suffocates our life supply

And manipulates the word by which we survive

His voice deafens

And silenced only in death