Sick and tired of running

Into the nothingness

We’re begging for salvation from the dread

Converted by damnation

Buried with face down

Sickness spreading all around

Neither with the Living

Neither with the dead

We’re left with promises for life ahead

Urgent alteration

Veiled behind a lie

Vanity is sold on highest price

Another ritual

The insane rule

Into false ascension we were thrown

With just a reason to believe

With just a reason to break free

I saw the feast of scavengers

On people’s fragile dreams

The pulse of life we started

Drained through empty streams

A void that’s ever growing

Keeps the world apart

Reality and Dream collide into

Absurdity of life

Becoming self-embodiment

On false inept beliefs

We gave away our freedom

Or were we ever free?

Were we ever free?

Umbra