Born like a slave of time in abandoned land
You had always run to the pleasure of day
Sacrificed your life in the name of…what?
Growing slowly fat in a world of worms

Why? Your heart stops
You can't think, you mean naught

Blood runes over place you're staying
Nothing you can do to save your soul
There's no paradise, there's only hell
And there you'll burn
Not fault, you'll pay for sins you,ve done
While you have been enslaved
Soul of the dead old man
Couldn't find the place
Where to lay and wait for eternal rest
What was his owner's sin? No one do not know…
Searching for the truth, he was living fault

Why? The heart stops
The soul strolls, the blood dries

There's no place for him
In painted world of lust and sin
There's no future for the dreamers
Slaves of time and bold…no life

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