Cold Plains

Disguised as prophets
They play the fool
I will shut my eyes
Until I see your life fade away
Descending
In depths of the cold plains, a darkness thrives
A darkness thrives, empty souls
Pretenders masquerade
Inside the cold plains their facade meets its demise
Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?
The filth in your eyes, reflecting you
Disguised as prophets
They play the fool
The filth in your eyes, blisters on your skin
What are your intentions? (Intentions!)
Craving for adulation
The empire built (on crumbling ground)
Will scatter down, down as you fall
In the cold plains, your legacy will fade
A darkness thrives, empty souls
Pretenders masquerade
Spin the revolver, it is on your hands
Gun in your mouth, one click, watch you drown in blood
Look deep inside
Your narcissistic desire, twisted soul
Look deep inside
Between the truth and lies that you have made
I spit my hatred to fucking games
Expose your lies, shatter the illusions, in the cold plains
Your legacy will fade
Rage
Surge through my veins
In this cold plains, your legacy will fade