Dead souls are all that's left of my family.
Where was once happiness, love, and laughter.
Is now pain, heartache, emptiness and misery.
All cause by me, my hand my soul slaughter.
Dead souls is my name this is my legacy.
I'll carry this to God, when i die,
and lay it before his feet.
Then with my head hung in shame I will part from his side.
For twas a splendor gift, He, committed to me.
In my hellish eternity i will forever abide.
I will in disgrace go back to him my once full heart and hands now broken and empty.
The suffering I caused can never I forgive my self, me,
so an empty shell a dead soul I be.
I am remorseful of the wrong I've done. So in a eternal hell this walk has begun.
I am Dead Souls, no pity or sympathy for me,
I poured my own cup! Now I drink it So let it be !
Hell's bells be rung. One more Dead soul for Satan, master of sin,
his pleasure our self torture.
It gives him pleasure makes him grin.
Hell's gate wide open for one more dead soul to walk in.