Soulfallen - Ghosts

Forged in the fires of our distorted selves The burning victims of our self-proclaiming Hell Invading, assailing New darkness once more unveiling Beneath the blanket of a thousand stars... Condemned to a future that none foretold In one perpetual midnight of the soul Waning and cascading Our strength is utterly failing Beneath the cosmos of our shattered dreams What brings the end What will bring forth the Night What kills the soul Would surely be worth the fight "What will be lost What will remain When life and death Have become one and the same..." We who once reached for the skies dreaming we could fly... We welcome the darkness We welcome the new age We welcome all the throes from our past mistakes As long as one day it will all end For we are bound for death... No more than fumes of the ires that once befell No more than ghosts in the shells that we now dwell Waning and cascading The world beneath us is falling Yet our grim cadavers continue marching on and on... What brings the end What will bring forth the Night What kills the soul Would surely be worth the fight So we could leave This Hell called life This undying world Finally behind