They stand in front of you,Weapons in their hands.Helmets of
The way to hell is our soulIt's the entrance to
The heart stands still.You are watching death.He comes nearer.He gets
He summons those who are standingOn the sideline of our
The time of the awakening is near.Your soul rebels inside
When time and spaceLose their boundaries.When past, present and future
Endless nightsPainfull dreamsThey show your real faceYou're are looking for
It's the time of the awakening.The fear of a monotonous
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