歌词
On a morbid utopia of despair
Their mistakes built every path
Of desolation and ravage
Leading our kin to the inner death
Without answers to their questions
That makes them struggle although their existence
There are no paths to follow
So they're condemned to the ignorance
The silence and shadows embrace them
(With the cold embrace of deception)
So puritan, so sanctified
They say that they are not afraid to die
So is say because they already me their death
Twisted visions and wretched paradigms
Makes them rot each more
And lose their wits to fear
In sorrow their hearts brake in two
(Her cold scythe awaits you)
In anguish my mind collapses
There is no reason to walk in lies
Someone has planted seeds of discord
There is no truth to clear their minds anymore
Feel the death inside...