Today the world is gonna see the malice in the air The world is gonna know what the hell is going on You don't create your own reality You are a floating corpse in a cell Death is the price for living as a liar Glory be to God, but the lies are going to chain you to hell Glory be to God, but death is not the key to escape from hell Glory be to God, but the lies are going to chain you to hell Glory be to God, but death is not the key to escape from hell You woke up on the morgue Voices coming from nowhere Screaming your name Now you can't forget What you were able to see Today the world is gonna see The tremor in the sky The morgue had been closed Until the day that someone desecrated it The dead can no longer rest Be aware they could be anywhere They just want to ruin your fate What else can you guess? You have never given your best Now you detest to fail the test Meanwhile you can't even understand How evil can I be! You don't create your own reality You are a floating corpse in a cell Death is the price for living as a liar And now you are going to see How your world burns on fire Hell is now the only place where you can be The heat will melt your bones Loneliness will corrupt your soul I'm the son of desperation The shadow of desolation Rise in the middle of hope a well of isolation