Reflections of the past
Wherever where you run
Still they are, spreading the wickedness of a mind
By the doubts of a frail conscience
Worshiper of darkness
Enchanted by the whispering lies
Slave of your own deceit
Your sanity has drained in an illusion of mankind
Those who never saw the sorrow in thy eyes
A terrible scar was made through thy heart
Remembering the futility of your human side
Becoming your own demon
Those who never saw the sorrow in thy eyes
They will see an infinite suffering
Abandoned in a graceless existence
Vagrant in a desolate inner dimension
Stunned with visions of disharmony
Enigma of a decomposing tragedy
Infecting your sores with hate
The nameless shame of such decay
It feels like a sickening despair
Abomination to commit, a bloodbath has to come
Walking the corridors full of hate
Where the absolute nothing prevails
Passing across the bridge of sanity and insanity
An abnormal urge for killing appears
Slave of your own deceit
Your sanity has drained in an illusion of mankind
Memories of the past
Wherever where you hide
Still they are, spreading the wickedness of a mind
Now, the time has come, the time to see the suffering in their eyes