Writhing in pain in the depths of darkness
unconscious delusions
fixated on the macabre
and morbid illusions
Comfort is found in a painful torment
The crux of survival
offerings set before your goddess
she feasts upon your soul
On through the everlasting storm
There are times when our heads will hang low
Failure or victory – we will be reborn
We, we always fight, but what has been shown?
into the abyss we have been thrown
All through our lives we cannot control the unknown
Pa**ionate anguish your affliction
Your anger burning strong
channelling rage becomes addiction
you feel there’s no recourse
Towering tall you face your demons
And strike the false idol
Powered by your vindication
withstanding this trial
On through the everlasting storm
There are times when our heads will hang low
Failure or victory – we will be reborn
We, we always fight, but what has been shown?
into the abyss we have been thrown
All through our lives we cannot control the unknown
SOLO: Khan
We, we always fight, but what has been shown?
into the abyss we have been thrown
All through our lives we cannot control the unknown