Comfortable In Hell

Everything around me is meant to go down burning...
My existence is a curse for those who love me
I crawl back to solitude...
To rot in the sweet silence of my own voice
Hallucinations and ugly dreams...
Of hundred faces i wish to have never seen
This feeling you call loneliness i call home...
The pain you avoid is my life
This is where i have made my home...
In the comfort of the flames.

From the album Dressed For Another Funeral.

Killing Hope