3 acessos
We saw ourselves dying
Like in a scary nightmare
We saw the end approaching
The end that isn't the end
A lot of people are chosen
To be death's slaves
It will follow them forever
Until they go to their graves
The final judgement waits for him
Torpifying suffering in his mind
The heaven becomes the hell
His illusion was blind
Everybody is afraid of dying
And receiving condemnation
Walking through his crying
Melting in his sins
Death becoming a premonition
The prophecy is the fate
Suffering and condemnation
Destruction and hatred
Thirsty of destruction
Death stops being the end
To be just an illusion
Destroying the souls with its hatred
And when you don't expect
Your destiny will be done
You'll be Dead!!!