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