This is not a dream
Towards the line
That separates
Life from death
Marching towards freedom that you think you will win
Heroes behind cowardly creations
Give no respect
Sleepless lie the enemies awaiting the next move
A nothingness that is formed
Into something - greatness
A ghost that many others
Already have turned into
We all are wandering to-wards
The extinction - darkness
And this is where you want to
Create life?
You realize
Where you are
Heading
But there is no turning back now
Giving birth to a life that is
To follow the trace
But the ghosts you hunt will
Never ever let you win
You sacrifice your life for it all,
It's the end of the race
The life you live will soon
Be taken for its sin
Doomsday, the very last day
In your existence
The thought conjures cold shivers
Along your spine
Have you done your share, have you fumbled?
Hordes of people flee from their home
Burning fires make your eyes
Become blind
Transforming into beasts while judging and imitating their acts
The mist of death
Spreads from land to land
Burning fires make your
Eyes become blind
And this is where you want to
Create life?
You realize
Where you are
Heading
But there is no turning back now
Giving birth to a life that is
To follow the trace
But the ghosts you hunt will
Never ever let you win
You sacrifice your life for it all,
It's the end of the race
The life you live will soon
Be taken for its sin
A war built upon invented extraction
You will become
What was in the end
Or will you fall?
You'll get the answer
A war built upon invented extraction
You will become
What was in the end
Or will you fall?
You'll get the answer
Soooon!
Towards the line
That separates
Life from death
Burning fires make your eyes
Become blind
Giving birth to a life that is
To follow the trace
But the ghosts you hunt will
Never ever let you win
You sacrifice your life for it all,
It's the end of the race
The life you live will soon
Be taken for its sin