Drowned in torment de Bolt Thrower

Pray in your dreams that tomorrow won't wake you
plead for the darkness of life to forsake you
from death to new life the path that awaits you
You can't begin to start to bear the taste, the morning after dark
close your eyes so that you can't see
the reality of your tormented agony
Drowned in torment your will shall break you
the scars of war remains to haunt you
fell the cold hands of death grasping for you
As you drown in drown