| Song | No Light Spared |
| Artist | Spawn of Possession |
| Album | Incurso |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| How did I get here, surrounded by snow | |
| Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones | |
| Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows | |
| I hear them croaking to taunt my unfair demise | |
| Finally I give up all my strength | |
| There’s no point resisting when | |
| I’m dazed and lost forever in this white andwintry hell | |
| Then I see what looks to be a light | |
| Could it mean salvation, | |
| I start crawling towards it unbeknown of its purposeand plan | |
| On my hands and knees | |
| I pull myself, my muscles ache from the storm | |
| My heart is pounding hard and out of time | |
| Then I see the light as | |
| I lie there ripped | |
| Vanish out of sight, down the entrance to a crypt | |
| Down the hole | |
| I go into the unknown | |
| Slapped in the face by the smell, it’s so foul and hints something evil heredwells | |
| Still I keep going for what could be worse than the weather outside | |
| Seemingly this place should be a peaceful haven | |
| I keep pressing but where is the light that saved me | |
| Getting further down the dungeons narrow passage | |
| Fail to realize the gate behind me closing | |
| I light up a match to find myself covered in blood spattered cloth | |
| Something is telling me | |
| I’m not alone in this wretched sewer | |
| A puff of air blows out my tiny flame | |
| As a snorting, gnarling sound approaches me fast | |
| From every direction, this is it | |
| Cornered by a horde of godless creatures, can’t flee | |
| I see myself get massacred, disjointed by these entities of demon | |
| Their glowing eyes lights up my death bed | |
| Tears me up and leaves me gutted, seems they found it inside my dead body | |
| My soul was all they wanted in the end |
| How did I get here, surrounded by snow | |
| Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones | |
| Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows | |
| I hear them croaking to taunt my unfair demise | |
| Finally I give up all my strength | |
| There' s no point resisting when | |
| I' m dazed and lost forever in this white andwintry hell | |
| Then I see what looks to be a light | |
| Could it mean salvation, | |
| I start crawling towards it unbeknown of its purposeand plan | |
| On my hands and knees | |
| I pull myself, my muscles ache from the storm | |
| My heart is pounding hard and out of time | |
| Then I see the light as | |
| I lie there ripped | |
| Vanish out of sight, down the entrance to a crypt | |
| Down the hole | |
| I go into the unknown | |
| Slapped in the face by the smell, it' s so foul and hints something evil heredwells | |
| Still I keep going for what could be worse than the weather outside | |
| Seemingly this place should be a peaceful haven | |
| I keep pressing but where is the light that saved me | |
| Getting further down the dungeons narrow passage | |
| Fail to realize the gate behind me closing | |
| I light up a match to find myself covered in blood spattered cloth | |
| Something is telling me | |
| I' m not alone in this wretched sewer | |
| A puff of air blows out my tiny flame | |
| As a snorting, gnarling sound approaches me fast | |
| From every direction, this is it | |
| Cornered by a horde of godless creatures, can' t flee | |
| I see myself get massacred, disjointed by these entities of demon | |
| Their glowing eyes lights up my death bed | |
| Tears me up and leaves me gutted, seems they found it inside my dead body | |
| My soul was all they wanted in the end |
| How did I get here, surrounded by snow | |
| Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones | |
| Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows | |
| I hear them croaking to taunt my unfair demise | |
| Finally I give up all my strength | |
| There' s no point resisting when | |
| I' m dazed and lost forever in this white andwintry hell | |
| Then I see what looks to be a light | |
| Could it mean salvation, | |
| I start crawling towards it unbeknown of its purposeand plan | |
| On my hands and knees | |
| I pull myself, my muscles ache from the storm | |
| My heart is pounding hard and out of time | |
| Then I see the light as | |
| I lie there ripped | |
| Vanish out of sight, down the entrance to a crypt | |
| Down the hole | |
| I go into the unknown | |
| Slapped in the face by the smell, it' s so foul and hints something evil heredwells | |
| Still I keep going for what could be worse than the weather outside | |
| Seemingly this place should be a peaceful haven | |
| I keep pressing but where is the light that saved me | |
| Getting further down the dungeons narrow passage | |
| Fail to realize the gate behind me closing | |
| I light up a match to find myself covered in blood spattered cloth | |
| Something is telling me | |
| I' m not alone in this wretched sewer | |
| A puff of air blows out my tiny flame | |
| As a snorting, gnarling sound approaches me fast | |
| From every direction, this is it | |
| Cornered by a horde of godless creatures, can' t flee | |
| I see myself get massacred, disjointed by these entities of demon | |
| Their glowing eyes lights up my death bed | |
| Tears me up and leaves me gutted, seems they found it inside my dead body | |
| My soul was all they wanted in the end |