As the night divides the day : the dark will come to everyone fear will strike the hearts of all : the hearts of all both old and young the fool may be
Slow suffocation Torment as time slips away Annihilation Survival craves in the minds that live Hunger to take, no more to give Living off dead, parasites
an eye, tooth for a tooth Come on, let's kill this parasite So does the bastard live in me still? I walked unto the altar and I saw the fear Won'
Just have to leave all our lives Seize the day Something happened Gather ye rosebuds while ye may She was killed} So far or so it seems All is lost with
skies were united in a storm. Unholiness and all that's unblessed appeared in another form. Like a raging plague all across the land all women gave birth
, Trust in mine, I've lived the life you lead, I've bleed the blood you had, You've lost all, To regain, Its now or not at all, Its not yet my time, (
The freshness the freedom the farness oh God how I'm stuck on it all The winter the brightness that blinds you the white land locked tight as a drum The cold fear
,the freshness, the freedom,the farness.Oh God how I'm stuck on it all! The winter, the brightness that blinds you,the white land locked tight as a drum; the cold fear
lives. Sickness wells, bursting within. No escape from the bludgeon, except to give in. Deep depression enters your mind. Premeditated oppression conquers all
I jump Would I do it all the same As the actors in the game? Or would I spit it back at them And not get caught up in their rules? And live according
will always walk. In fire no one burns. Falling far from crimson skies, all eyes rest upon me. Enchanting winds that call your name, and place fear
'm very curious Opticon Let's fake an answer for the curious, Let's fake it all for the fame. They'll think delivering was easy, Living the fairy
Living one long sunrise for to me all things are new I've never watched the sky grow pale or strolled through fields of dew I do not know of dust to dust, I live
confess..... Shut up and hold your tongue Justify your beliefs and forsee reality I am the personification of cosmic force And the creator of all living
pure escapism until I discovered its precious secret. The mirror lives, it breathes, it talks, it lies, it has a personality all its own. It is a genie that grants all
doors of doom behind my eyes I've got their footprints all across my crimson mind Long live, long live Long live the king of mercy Long live, long live
until I discovered its precious secret. The mirror lives, it breathes, it talks, it lies, it has a personality all its own. It is a genie that grants all