I
see a flash
Is this sleep?
Am I in a dream?
The past sees me and it
won't let go
Greeted by those I've killed
along the way, because
I am the destruction The past sees
me and it won't let go
A demon born out of their
rite in throes
This is the truth
I am a demon born out of
their rite in throes
Soiled by the world of man
I am the destruction
I am fear
I am sin
I am the destruction
This memory ignites
The past sees me
Visions of me grow
Greeted by family
Painting dissolution and a life of an insect
The past it will not let me go
I'm lost within my own soul
A ghost within times of old
The clock turns back but is this real?
Tell me, is this real?
A demon born out of their
rite in throes
This is the truth
I am a demon born out of
their rite in throes
Soiled by the world of man
I am, I am destruction
I am fear born to destroy I am,
I am destruction
I am fear born to destroy
Born to destroy
Transcending boundaries of af fliction
I've learned from past ex perience
I am a mon ster
Disgust and horror flash be fore me in
fire burning down be low
Holy de sire
This stain it will never wash
off of my grave
Physical life has wandered
Here I stay, in death
Take pity on a soul and grant
me resurrection
Grant forgiveness
This is only but a dark re flec tion
Re gret is ripping the throat
from my neck
Now I can't speak
I wander
Here in death, I weep
Take pity on a soul and grant
me resurrection
Grant forgiveness
This is only but a dark
reflec tion
Take pity on a soul and grant
me resurrection
Grant forgiveness
This is only but a dark re
flec tion
Hell bound
Past death
Nothing can save me
Longing for something
beyond Hell bound
Past death
Nothing can save me
Longing for something bey ond
Embrace the feeling of a soul within
Realizing this is what we need
Inside the circle that's a mystery to
our eyes and what they shall perceive
Embrace the feeling of a soul within
Realizing this is what we need
Inside the circle that's a mystery to our
eyes and what they shall perceive
Stop bleeding on the inside
We are alive, and it's more that enough
to paint the walls that are white
Can we show the ones who are blind?
Stop bleeding on the inside
We are alive, and it's more that enough
to paint the walls that are white
Can we show the ones who are blind?
Show them that we're not blind