Woorden:
Sanctity Road To Bloodshed

mind of guilt, Pass it down the line Tithe away your fear, beg for a sign Lost in shadows, lost in fate Dim as the road to bloodshed Scattered ashes

Morning sun for the last time, warming upon my face Chills my blood and weary bones My soul sheds no tears, passing in wonder Will I ever find my way

As I watch this creature grow It starts to take a look Just under it's own being And what it finds Will be the nothing it has sought Lost for all time

Lingering in darkness, wading through my fears My hands still bound together Why can't we just exist, in a world so pretentious Bleak horizons bleed disdain

Mankind's past has shown our origins in death Born from the ash of life; Born from nothing left Incinerator / Decimator The end has come once again How

Screaming with confidence Lips built to bleed The war it starts with them With haunted eyes they feed Pain on your face, pushing your way through Picking

Within the screaming system a burning fever hides Temperature rises in a sea of bodies in the depths the pressure boils Uncontrollable chaos, madness

Start the needle up again as I crawl to the chair Anticipate the pain Feel the charge in the air, sick fascination Can't wash away this alteration Beneath

Who could have known when I opened my eyes I would see The dark angel of my destiny This must be some kind of dream, not it's a nightmare Filled with