Look in the mirror. Only darkness surrounds you,
Can not see the man you used to be
A life in silence you lived inside this old torn down cathedral
You hear the voices inside as fragments of
a past life as the great divine

The light is now within your reach
The path of life or death just waits to be unvield
And nobody knows

If my life would end right here
I know my sins they where all in vain
The tales of my creation it lives on and on
For the good of the people this punishment must go on

A simple whish. Forever you're lost in the shadows
Your quest for treason damned your soul would be
The sands of time now runs slow on this eternal cold winters night
Serenading dark places a march is played by angels with black wings

The light is now within your reach
The path of life or death just waits to be unvield
And nobody knows

If my life would end right here
I know my sins they where all in vain
The tales of my creation it lives on and on
For the good of the people this punishment must go on

If my life would end right here
I know my sins they where all in vain
The tales of my creation it lives on and on
For the good of the people this punishment must go on

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