Life is just an Illusion, that ends
When candle's light goes out.
Blood is like a face in the mirror,
that disintegrates into infinity.
When I'm near death's hands,
he'll bring aim in my sad existence.
I feel the adrenaline like a rebellion
Into the last chapter I enter, o'Lord!
Be a slave of my illusions
When the trip into a groundless fire starts.
Take out the cold blade
Of an forgotten decade
that brings back my old strength
and guides me into the night
When I feel the beauty of the snow-covered wasteland,
a feeling of freedom arises - growing in my emotionless heart
emptiness will be filled with noise
the sound of a neverending war
when a legion of mercylessness will resurrect
my dark queen, princess of the land of shadows
come to me, melt will me and fulfil the prophecy
to become gods
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