Slaves to our Demise Lyrics

In the middle of everything

Like nothing seen before

Power we gave you

That started every war

No matter how much

There will always be more

And in the midst of all evil

You are the core

Terrifying god

The reason for our pain

You force your way

Into our brain

Into our blood

In every vein

How much more

Must we sustain

Twist my words, faster than time

You are evil by design

More than a force

The feeling is divine

Such an offer

Isn't easy to decline

The strive to make honor

The unending path to glory

Crave our time, Our daily lives

The master of the world

We are slaves to our demise

Forced to sacrifice

Seeking to attack our freedom,

The kingdom that we flee from

A digit to end the world

Place a bet on your life

Can you make yourself believe

Convince you that it's true

Take the path to eternal glory

And sacrifice yourself

I believe it to be clear

The end is always near

Makes you scream in fear

Of the neverending wealth

Place a bet on your threshold

And see where it takes you

How far can you fall

If you're worth nothing at all

Open your eyes and see

The greatest thing to be

A servant that will never tire

Of The paper of manic desire

Attracting constant attention

The eternal ascension

Constricted by the mind

Can he leave behind

The image of the truth

The chalice and their youth

He has not got a choice

He will deprive them of their voice

Your commandment is in vain

Because they all feel the pain

The ideal is a Suicidal martyr

Without it's will to live

Be thankful to his gift

Otherwise time will drift

Empty lives is his greatest pleasure

A joy impossible to measure

Can you make yourself believe

Convince you that it's true

Take the path to eternal glory

And sacrifice yourself

I believe it to be clear

The end is always near

Makes you scream in fear

Of the neverending wealth

Place a bet on your threshold

And see where it takes you

How far can you fall

If you're worth nothing at all

Open your eyes and see

The greatest thing to be

A servant that will never tire

Of The paper of manic desire

Can you make yourself believe

Convince you that it's true

Take the path to eternal glory

And sacrifice yourself

I believe it to be clear

The end is always near

Makes you scream in fear

Of the neverending wealth

Place a bet on your threshold

And see where it takes you

How far can you fall

If you're worth nothing at all

Open your eyes and see

The greatest thing to be

A servant that will never tire

Of The paper of manic desire

Slaves to our demise