The ultimate deed of the living
Is to face the inner darkness
I am death
A pilgrim crusader
The righteous hand of God
Forgotten, forsaken
Cast unto these shores
So, you've been beside me all this time
Wacthing in silence as my days passed by
You have witnessed all my murderous deeds
So, bear it once more In my apostasy
Filled with fear and doubt
Indifferent to others but me
I call out to Him in the dark
But only the silence follows
The void is a mirror turned to the face of men
Reflections of a wish for hereafter
The knight and the bishop pawns of a worthless plan
An endless search for answers
Vicious collector our only certainty Heartless reminder of our own mortality
So, you thought you're able to cheat death Plotting cheap tricks as pious final stand Your inquisition such a futile campaign
For I am unknowing in a endless game
Father, why have you abandoned me?
After all the things I've offered unto thee?
The void is a mirror turned to the face of men
Reflections of a wish for hereafter
The knight and the bishop pawns of a worthless plan
An endless search for answers
The void is a mirror turned to the face of men
Reflections of a wish for hereafter
The knight and the bishop pawns of a worthless plan
An endless search for answers