Endless is the pain when they go without a comeback
Mentally destroyed are the ones left without a track
Nothing is more evil than the silence brought by the Reaper
The isolation makes you feel it's just the gatekeeper
Nothing is more brutal than a soul fading away
A punishment of life for the ones that are left to stay
Nothing can describe the soul torment that you suffer
When you realize that eternity is just a bluffer
When the spirit leaves the house
We mourn, we suffer, we grouse
Inspired by death, enjoy every breath
Reality means counting lost souls, tragic like Macbeth
Inspired by death, enjoy every breath
Reality means counting lost souls, tragic like Macbeth
No goodbye or "See you again", simply rips your heart out
A traumatized soul wants to scream, stampede and shout
All the memories are grinding your conscience in endless pain
Our violative right to exist will just leave a bloodstain
When the spirit leaves the house
We mourn, we suffer, we grouse
Inspired by death, enjoy every breath
Reality means counting lost souls, tragic like Macbeth
Inspired by death, enjoy every breath
Reality means counting lost souls, tragic like Macbeth
It feels like a hydra 'cause the pain will never end
So let it go and enjoy every moment you did spend
Our appearance is too short, so make it a real good one
Live it to the max, we only have this single fucking run
Inspired by death, enjoy every breath
Reality means counting lost souls, tragic like Macbeth (Yeah!)
Inspired by death, enjoy every breath
Reality means counting lost souls, tragic like Macbeth
Good night, sleep tight!