Your existence is passing away.
Your sight is blurry and full of shadows.
You are trying to hold it back,
But this disease will cut your throat.
Stupid humanity is taking control,
trying to play a role like god.
Dressed in white they are not the master race.
Death is certain, life is not.

The crowd needs entertainment, your butcher smiles.
The judge has spoken over your filthy life.

This is your last ride,
into the pale night.
Where darkness and light collide.
Where death and life unite.

Your body is weak, there is nothing to do.
They are the wolves, the sheep is you.
You're not a lamb of the holy god.
You're life means nothing, money talks.
You're not a free man, you're a number.
You feel like lying in chains.
The hangman still waiting.
A prisoner in the darkest chamber.

The inhuman circus has left the town.
Your personal murderer just went home.

This is your last ride,
into the pale night.
Where darkness and light collide.
Where death and life unite.

You've paid for what you have done, others live along.
All your dreams and hopes are buried six feet under.

This is your last ride,
into the pale night.
Where darkness and light collide.
Where death and life unite.

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