Sleeping Devil Open His Dozine Eyes: Pious Soul Create Kingdom Of Tyranny. Their Dumb Wail Fixes The Lowliness
The Sadness Rules This Forgotten Empire. In Shadow Of High Cross Is Falling One Cold Tears Realized You're. You're Walking The Path To Unknown.
The Somebodyes Eyes Are Watching The Confused Motion Arms Of Dark Tired And Alone Trying To Show The Right Way In This Perfect Illusions Calls Of Hopelessnes In The Heart Blood Is Flowing Down Scarred Hands. Alone That Your Life Is Only Fraund: And Death Is Near:
Deep Pain In Your Eyes Hides The Sad Of Mad Mind It Has Confessed That You Were Only Slave. It's Late And You Die With Last Wish To Understand Insesible World Of Your Life And Belief. Blood Is Flowing Down Scarred Hands. It's Tricking Slowly To Emptiness.