As we are standing in a half circle
surrounding their catacombs;
Saying Holy words, but deep inside,
we are cursing everything.

Wishing they are here, wishing we are not gathered
just to say farewell.
And their memories is like a tender blade
cutting our flesh gently

We mourn them in silence not to show weakness.

Falling from grace, Astray!
I'm Losing my faith today!
A darkness to embrace:
Such a hypocrite prayers we praise:
Till the end of days, I will be standing against it!

Laying awake in these lonely nights;
praying and cursing, astray from the path:
No road to find, no place to hide!
I'm jaded and numb to the core.
A painful apathy molded by hatred etched in my bones.
Every second i remember these suffocated dreams.
You drew my soul with a blackened doubts and fears,
So don't blame me for what you will see and hear!

Empty stare at the distant echo of existence.
Drifting away in the oceans of loss.
Cloaked by submerged futile rays of depravity.
Like a restless sleep in an ignited oblivion.

Dear Dark Angel! Have mercy on me.
Please come and set me free!
Dark Angel take me under your black wings.
Take my soul to where it belong.

Under your black wings, i saw the truth:
Afraid of life, not afraid to die.

From this pale world that cuffed me.
It's not just a pain, it's a sorrow spree!
I need another place: Where I can be without chains.
All i see is an endless sight of despair.

A road to redemption,
Journey of salvation
The realm of loneliness and eternal sleep.

Maybe You are too far away but You still surrounding me:
I still can see You in every single detail,
Still can feel You.

Give me a reason to live and i will prove you wrong.
We're all empty inside regardless how we lie to ourselves
As the reasons are rusty and the causes are pale,
I looked up and talked to You but You ignored me!

Am I really sinful or You just left the house long time ago?!
If You can see all this torture, then You're enjoying the show:
Your filthy weak creatures are suffering with no hope.

Dead inside, You left me behind
To face agony, despair and hate.

From the ultimate faith healer to an empty non-believer.
I slaughtered what's left of it.
Welcome the wretched Deceiver.

From the ashes of the abandoned souls,
The kingdom of rage has been raised,
Under the black wings of The Fallen Angel.