It’s a time of ending era
With prosper in the land
A time to make a profit
A vision to be said
It’s a starting revolution
Rising of the dead
Falling of a power…
A power you once had
Evil lies upon the dark of lasting age
Truth of sorrow and illusions still remain
How can you steal when your soul cannot be healed?
A broken truth, a slap of pain is waiting near
Terror makes it so much easier
The choice is in your hands
To leave it out there standing
Or join in the game
Thousands asking for salvation
Victims of despair
Hunted like a cattle
Decayed by vicious men
How can you steal when your soul cannot be healed?
A broken truth, a slap of pain is waiting near
You’re on your own but your heart becomes a stone
Lost your soul, lost the will for eternity
How can you steal when your soul cannot be healed?
A broken truth, a slap of pain is waiting near
You’re on your own but your heart becomes a stone
Lost your soul, lost the will for eternity