Ex Oblivione - Arctic Flowers

From oblivion came an apparition

That has a solid (?)

Forcing my nutrition

I’m in the clutches of your holy trinity

They’ve come to feed off my own indignity

Washed up on the banks of the doubt

A place where the sun has never struck (?)

Washed up on the banks of the doubt

How I wished I drowned when I had the chance

Not since they seek a new (?)

I’ve got my problems but I (?)

Born to choose abolish sheer ambiguity

In swept away by my own (?)

Washed up on the banks of the doubt

A place where the sun has never struck (?)

Washed up on the banks of the doubt

How I wished I drowned when I had the chance

On the face of the damned

Face of the damned

Ex oblivione

Ex oblivione

Ex oblivione