True belief in fiction
Dominate the weak
Free to choose the way of d**h
Fall on your knees and creep
Die with no remorse
Blind to different views
For all your reasons
To die for and to k**
Ain't strong enough
To be in a lifetime fulfilled
Paralysed and broken
Cries out of the dust
Out of new-born ruins
Shrouded under pain and tears
Crown the lost
Enthrone the dead
Run in circles
Through the curse of revenge
Do you see that matters change?
If there's a god - out there
A cause of chaos - and beauty
If we stand face to grace - naked and bare
Like a beast of pain and cruelty
If there's a higher state - anywhere
I am the ground:
What is a tree without roots
No more than a thought without any doubts
True belief in fiction
Dominate the weak
Free to choose the way of d**h
One last breath for the divinity
Die with no remorse
Blind to different views
If there's a way to seek
Fall on your knees and creep