The red dawn reveals reward of the fight
Wandering souls of the fallen with no love but fright
Despair comes for the tears
Separate them from the hope that wears
Into corridor of Oblivion
Abducting dreambound sympathy
Making the past-bleeding soul of apathy
Predestination aches only to repair
The pain’s witness is the sentiment
Poisoned sense
Seeks for love to defence
In embrace of evanescence
Eyes deepest grief hides
Into realm of hopelessness guides
As enchantment heals our wounds
The observer and the field of death
Waits to consume a soldier’s last breath
The bleeding oath at the grave of promise
The war has just begun…
Die out!
Fall down!
Shed blood!
The Netherworld awaits!
Bleed out!
Give up!
Crucify all your dreams
Drown them in the wild streams
Of the final war!
Die out!
Fall down!
Shed blood!
Styx awaits!
Bleed out!
Give up!
Burry all your love
Sell your soul, get ready
For the Infinity’s war!
Embarrass yourself and rape me
Burn me down to hide each your hit
You’ll never get the underneath of my skin
There’s only remorse makes you kill
Hope to be slain
Pain to be an entertainment
Just kill fast!
Make me past!
Soul shall be saved
My agony is deliverance
Bleeding on your arms
I’m beautifying this misery’s death
Bleed out all this poison of love!
Taint your arms just loving me
The pain as I feel you inside me will cease
Only innocence remains to weep over the child…
Hope to be slain
Pain to be an entertainment
Just kill fast!
Make me past!
Soul shall be saved
My agony is deliverance
Bleeding on your arms
I’m beautifying this misery’s death
Die out!
Fall down!
Shed blood!
The Netherworld awaits!
Bleed out!
Give up!
Crucify all your dreams
Drown them in the wild streams
Of the final war!
Die out!
Fall down!
Shed blood!
Styx awaits!
Bleed out!
Give up!
Burry all your love
Sell your soul, get ready
For the Infinity’s war!
Hope to be slain (Living again, in vain)
Pain to be an entertainment (Sweet punishment)
Just kill fast!
Make me past!
Soul shall be saved
My agony is deliverance (Kills me to set me free)
Bleeding on your arms
I’m beautifying this misery’s death
Bleeding on your arms
I’m getting rid of the infamy by one single kiss
Bleeding on your arms
I am free!
The truth was born to see
Through the guilt’s eyes
it is time to say goodbye!
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