The Soul Grave

Standing brave, feeling proud even if enslaved, when my anger and rage burns
I won't be saved.

This land of sins, forgotten in pain, may this be thy grave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain on this land of greed.

When I finally close my eyes
I will see the truth
When I finally speak the truth, the wisdom shall be born.

The reign of terror covers this land then all shall be my slave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain as you bleed.

Can you feel my regret in pain
When the truth is denied, only the greed shall remain.

The soul grave
The cold grave
The soul grave
The soul slave
In the soul grave
I shan't be saved
In the soul grave
I am a soul slave!

I will die not to die
I will live not to live
A life lives in death
When a life dies in death
Seek your way
Your way to die
Choose your way, your way to die
I will die not to die
I will live not to live
I'm a sayer of the prayer
I'm the prayer of the cursed
I'm the prayer to die first.

Pain to gain, forever insane
If darkness ever comes
Praise the dark, the dark in vein
Follow the blind, (the wisdom) you'll find.

This land of sins forgotten in pain belongs to none but the brave!
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain, your fate you await!
The skies are dark, as dark as death (that's) seeking its revenge
Obedience in misery, never again
Dawn of a victory.

Stranded and lose without any hope on the road to hell I'll pave
The skies are a red that is redder than blood
Then blood starts to rain on the land I (did) create!