May Result - My Martyred Soul

[Glad]

Cold, Inprisoned by Thoughts
Awakeness grips, falling down
I feel the Flames of Hell
how did I end like this?
Once I was bold and now
I've Lost My Martyred Soul

So Deep, my pain remains unchanged
I want to feel the Delightful Taste of Blood
Come forth Lord Lucifer
Take My Martyred Soul

Down I go to forget
Flesh and Blood
I give to Foe, Master Satan
Welcome My Martyred Soul