Your ideals are wicked and deceiving How can you find peace You seek the righteous, but find the void Die by the sword of live by the book Glimpse your death within the scunt Seek the righteous, find the truth The book of eternal youth Of generations Cold as stone, you wander still Awaiting your inevitable death Your quest has ended where it began But is there really a life for me Is there a place to dwell Pleasures of the flesh Vio dolorosa Of fear and despair, you've wandered Of hatred and grief, you've slaughtered I've seen you in your darkest hour I know you as myself But is there really a life for me... Via dolorosa, memento mori In you I've found my nothing In you I can't hide my pain In you my love has gone In you I've kept my cold Captor of sin, you've stolen my past Via dolorosa I've wasted my life for you My hate you create My blood is water My life means nothing My warmth has vanished