Artillery - Death Is An Illusion

Death is life I bow down in the dust of what we came from Silly rules of life determinate my deathstyle I can see the lies of what you came from So easy to read like a spoiled child My sorrow ends within my wicked silence Two fisted and bitter to the better end So come out of your closet, and take what you've been givin I will stand alone and I will not repend If life is real then death is an illusion If pain is life I'm lost in life's confussion If life is real then death is an illusion If love is hope then love is what we choose from now With a wire straight from hell's foaming mouth I will cut off my own head and hold it in my hand Stand on the mountain of hate and desire I will defeat my inner self with a raging fire See the crucifix in flames I will level with my pain See the crucifix in flames I will connect you in chains In chains Like a butterfly with wings burnt and soiled I taste the ugly fruit of self deceit No man alive will push me off my throne I am the only one, who will defeit me I will defeat my innerself with a raging fire