Inbetween Terminals

By Malakyte

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Waking up from a morbid dream

Felt like I'd been sleeping or could it all be real?

All the images are burnt into my brain

Scarred from the memories, left to remain

My adversary, we'll dig the graves

No sanctuary for the souls we stir

Vessels of evil brought forth by time

Faith will not save these souls tonight

Rise... to fall... in vain...

Fall... to rise... again...

The faces still point and laugh at you now

You thought you could stop them

But they've slipped through the walls

The forces are too strong and now you're on your knees

Without a voice nobody will answer your call

Running down the path without an end

Now there's no-one left to cleanse you of your crime

Fall without a net, you're looking for a way

But the door will only open when the clock will chime

Rise... to fall... in vain...

Fall... to rise... again...

Win... to lose... the game...

Lose... to win... again...

The hourglass is filling and the dagger's deepened in

Just praying to the wall because no-one will cleanse my sins

Every day you keep on fighting your battle between the zones

For all of us it never ends, the wheel spins on its own