Loch Vostok

Autumn Lord

Loch Vostok


Senseless and deaf to the world 
I am nowhere, somewhere 
Limbonic soulless and scarred 
Let me smell the clean air 
Nothing in me was worthwhile 
I was dead and dreaming 
Call me my name and I will 
Soon destroy your life 

Autumn comes to deprive 
You of your lust for lif 
Autumn lord set the sun 

Turn the tide 
Suicide 
True kevorkian style 

Now that I am so old 
And my time has come 
Will you hold my hand 
As I lie in bed 
I wanna say so many things 
But I don't have the strength to speak 
I wanna say I'm sorry 
For all the wrongs I've done 

Autumn comes to deprive 
You of your lust for life 
Autumn lord set the sun 

Turn the tide 
Suicide 
True kevorkian style