A slow descend to this unknown land,
your former glory lost,
as is your knowledge of this unraveling world.
Your egoistic nature is driven by sorrow,by guilt,
your only concern is to be one with your beloved christ.
Trapped in a time of power, a time of glory.
Living your own hell on earth,
awaiting for oblivion to end this inner battle.
Your egoistic nature is driven by sorrow,by guilt
your only comfort is to be redeemed by your beloved christ.
You blindly follow these masked preachers of light.
You speak of love and solidarity, yet not all are worthy of your kindness.
So your attempt to reach your god is just a smouldered conflict.
Your carved mind pulls you back to where you always stood,
in a twilight of morality.