Shout, and delve beneath the ground
The storms do not exist in the depths, relinquished
Bow, to things you want to twist with your fist
And drown in your sorrow, farewell
Your fragrance and harmony
A mask that shuts down reality
Your brooding uncertainty
A mist that brought down my traves
Believe me when I say that you'll
Leave this place with no soul or honor
Bow to things you want to twist with your fist
And drown in your sorrow, farewell
Your fragrance and harmony
A mask that shuts down reality
Your brooding uncertainty
A mist that brought down my travesty
Your fragrance and harmony
A mask that shuts down reality
Your brooding uncertainty
A mist that brought down my travesty
I'm brought down to my knees
To live a lifetime of grief
My sorrow knows no retreat
It's time to accept and release
Masquerading Crowd, falling to abyss. (The stains of horror)
What is it worth? (There's no tomorrow)
Feel the fading light, calling to exist. (The stains of horror)
Applaud, no resist, forever. (There's no tomorrow)
(The stains of horror)
(There's no tomorrow)
(The stains of horror)
(There's no tomorrow)