One last time, the timeless reflection Can your eyes decide who stands before you? Fate or lies? The edge of the mirror Who decides the path that's laid before us? The answer lies within the lies Paved with the corpses of those who stood by Hear the! The hymns of the dying The world has drowned in blood We are unmourned, the divine forgotten Nothing for us The promised dawn is but a fake Hear the! Screaming justice for their names The Orchestration Of Our Sacrifice We're led in shackles of our own invention We're both the masters and the slaves We wear the scars Fate or lies? Who decides? The seeds of delusion Nothing's for us The promised dawn is ours to take We are the! The songs reflect the ancient ways The Orchestration Of This Hell Is Mine I am the weaver of this Grand Illusion I am the savior of your kind And I Alone.