Disciples of power

Hidden worlds

Disciples of power
Deep inside your hidden world
No one feels pain as you do
The sadness shows within your eyes
Time to wash the pain away
Today well surely be your last day
Hidden world that no one sees
Depression controls
Your mind's disease
Reaper take us to our home
We are tired of living this
life of misery
Emptiness torments your mind
Days flow into months of grey
Happiness you no longer feel
Nothing more to do or say
There was a time when life was mine
That time is gone paid for my crimes
Enslave the lords who fell to flame
Eternal death to end this game

Losing life's eternal flame
You feel bitterness from these cruelties
Barriers you cannot fight
Time to give your life or will you
try to change the future for you
So turn the page, die

Those who wish to come this way
You must be warned the path is hard
Destroy your life and kill your dreams
The lords of death will rape your souls
Repent

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