Performed

Since ancient days of earth
warriors of pain and death
fighting again our minds.
They came from Hell.

Surrounding with sound
of bell with power
to hit the lights
they attack your life.

And on the edge of knife
building your dark cell
You don't remember
time you were you.

Palms of abstract visions hide
real world and it comes through
from the person that lost all
what never had, from you.

/Ref./
Living alone - dying alone
lace of life burns, bothsides.
Can you feel death? She caress you on face
and you can never win this chase.

And what's the point, what's the goal?
That straw is breakable as man's soul.
Life substance is fading
in thick fume of dependencies.