(lyrics for a gothic metal album)
You know the useless truth, you see the useless scenes,
you feel the useless pain, you're the useless one...
Fight with your thoughts
As you fight with the fire,
Fight with your mind
And you'll never, you'll never, never go...
That's a chance for some changing
And you shall get the true words.
But losers always seek the answer from God.
And it's all over - now who is your Lord?
Cry your own cry,
Tears are nothing but the water.
The life is a stage
Falling into the silent dark.
Who is to blame for the awful reality?
Die in the day of your birth.
But loser always seek the answer from God.
And it's all over - now who is your Lord?
Ref: Shine on and on while dying,
Blinding your eyes with glow.
Faces of corpses smiling...
That is the final show.