Ashen streets and burnt hills
Isolated lands promised
To the last judgment
She was there, and I don't speak
Not to be afraid to his dark eyes
Softly she falls in my arms
The floor is coming fast, so fast
Don't think about the blood in your mouth
You will satisfy the boar's appetite
You will satisfy the boar's appetite
Devastated heart drowning in tears
Your blows hurt me less than your blank stare
Door closing and your sobs behind
Last Breath
Last Breath
The floor is coming fast, so fast
Don't think about the blood in your mouth
You will satisfy the boar's appetite
The floor is coming fast, so fast
Don't think about the blood in your mouth
You will satisfy the boar's appetite
You will satisfy the boar's appetite
You will satisfy the boar's appetite
The boar's appetite