I wonder where we are
Could be a sign that war is here
And all you see is when the blind lead the blind
Emotions are dead
With my feelings put aside
Take to us, with the challenge we had
There's no way we should hide from the pain
The slaughter will start again (again, again)
God need some time
Will provoke him on sight
With the adding of others
Metaphysics are put to the test
And I suffer (suffer, suffer), loneliness
Awaiting my end
Severed from a world well-known
In praise of death
Collecting bones
Counting souls
Blood on their hands
Your soul they command
A final war set to fail
Forced to rot on this burial ground
These remnants of the tortured screams at night
Would be having my head
In sync with the rest that you dread
And I suffer (suffer, suffer), loneliness
Awaiting my end, prepare for the fall
In the chambers of sonic disgust
Blood stains the soul
A testament to fight
Darkness comes
The melody unfolds
A symphony of torment swallowed by the night
Forced to rot on this burial ground
These remnants of the tortured screams at night