كلمات Cold Blood

Every waking moment Wonder what's out there Every ignorant second The many masks you wear They inch closer They see through me A million piercing eyes Planting their wretched seed Every secret whispered You think aloud Every step you take Towards the light, you will fall They turn to break you They bring you down Infiltrate the thoughts you dare to think Desolate realms Are yours to rule King in the gutter, jester you're the fool The secret Moon Arise the star Don't dare question From the throne you will fall Razor sharp eyes Shine through the night Two-Moon massacre Unholy, formless divine Better count your blessings Understand the pain He stands high Colossal dealer of pain Liberty's chains Dominion sought In the end Was it worth the fight