Then you're all alone... they all come on and stare at you! Obviously, they don't know how strong you are! All your faith is sharp like a sword, Fixed eyes stark and they look like a slumber... All your faith is shark like a stone, Then you awake, and it all seems like a lie...
As a lie, he sometimes seems to be God Sleeping into timeless universes... yellow smile...
You as a past warrior, born under angelic skies, Empty vocals strike your ears, so you go down...
And they gather into hordes, they almost seem to be alive, Put on your helmet and shoot'em dead, you a knight of the lost truth... And the raindrops falls on you, it's opaque like the tears of Christ... As all the creatures get out! They darkened empty eyes laughing at you...