The Last Of My Commands کے بول

Drawn into another night Forced to submit to the presence of time Take me out of this paranoia A still betrayal feasting on the silence that I create This is my life, were no one follows Sight of a dead stare, cold, hollow. Surpassing my fierce being Drawn back my will to succeed. Behold and beware! The wrath of time Which no one has noticed And no one has seen before Take me out of this paranoia A still betrayal feasting on the silence that I create. "Claimed to be a meaningless cause Nothing takes more from a soul But there is nothing more to lose And nothing less I will give in" Nothing lasts forever, my soul left to die alone With a sickness that I have spawn The dying of our world, a follower to sea.