Dawn
The end of my dreams
Will the day bring
The visions so clearly seen
This time it's real
Yet not as it seems for me
My blood runs cold
As I'm drained of my soul
Blood on my hands
As I break the stone
Watch the daemon
Descend from its throne
This time it's real
Yet not as it seems for me
My blood runs cold
As I'm drained of my soul
Dusk commence at day
My path dissolves under my feet
Entering the realm of chaos
Forever my soul shall bleed
My body an empty shell
With no possibility of resurrection
Deteriorated by internal rot
My dreams will never be fullfilled