We got the worst inside us
Growing like a disease
We carry the fate of mankind
Children of the apocalypse
We write rules in stone tables
Empty promises made to break
The dark side has born in his hearts
Hearts where the darkness raise and feed
We are lost in our convictions
Slaves of the human greed
Devoid of Human Nature
Always facing our personal apocalypse
Being alive is the burden of you penitence
Existence was made to pay your sentence
No judgement to prove your innocence
Condemned to live with your demons
Regreting
Disgraced
Exiled
Betrayed
Avoided
Forsaken
Misunderstood
Replaced
Impure
Forgotten
Thirteenth Disciple
Inhuman
Disguised
Monster that wears human skin
You hear voices calling
They want to burn the entire world
How many times you thought about that?
To give 'em everything they deserve
Nobody knows the pain of being the only one
Nobody wants to be in the place of these poor bastards
Nobody wants to hear the complain of the unfortunates
Nobody needs to show their empathy
In the loneliness of our hearts
(That grows inside)
We hide the selfishy
(Behind a mask)
Behind a mask of good intentions
That hides the face of the guilty
This is the faster way to turn the world into a place with no love
This is the faster way to start a war that our enemies already won
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!
We are lost in our convictions, (our convictions)
Slaves of the human greed, (human greed)
Devoid of Human Nature, (Human Nature)
Always facing our personal apocalypse
That Personal Apocalypse is in our hearts, souls and minds
The devastation of the fear is the cancer we fight against
The insecurity of our lives destroying every piece of hope
The anxiety suffocates the only air we try to breath
No!
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!
No!
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!
We are lost in our convictions, (convictions)
Slaves of the human greed, (human greed)
Devoid of Human Nature, (Human Nature)
Always facing our personal apocalypse
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me!