If all of their heresies were proven real, and judgement day was yet to come, then of all lifeforms we'd be castaway and as a whole race we'd be driven off this world by the gods.
But since morale and good will are societic lies without any foundations we still walk this earth, breathing sin and rage and breeding death across the continents.
We'd all be left to rest by sadistic entities assuming there would be any kind of heavenly justice. And I'd be hung to death in a crowded public place if they only knew all of the atrocities I deserve.
Infected by false dilemnas for centuries we've believed that the way we lived would influence our fate. But as the veil is finally lifting, as mankind's creation.
We are the wretched ones, the weight of our regrets, the knowledge of our sins drives us down into the sands of depression and melancholy and as we sink further our sadness becomes hatred And before we even have time to realise the sparkle of life in our eyes fades into the blackened realm
We talk only to beg for more sin, and regrets are all what's left in the end We walk the death corridor, with sins and regrets for only friend
We'd all be left to rest by sadistic entities assuming there would be any kind of heavenly justice. And I'd be hung to death in a crowded public place if they only knew all of the atrocities I deserve.
Infected by false dilemnas for centuries we've believed that the way we lived would influence our fate. But as the veil is finally lifting, hope and respect emerge as mankind's creations.
Thus there is nothing left between us and evil.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
