I'm
swimming in a moonlight
and fearing I have changed
not the man I used to be
before
not the slow-worm king
his majesty is dead
away is his inner cry
his kingdom falls down
under hits of emptiness
You can't beat the real thing. Weirdly Melodic Death thrash from back in the day, when Death Metal wasn't subdivided and splintered into a hundred subgenres and all that mattered was brutality. funkhundd