Deconstruction Macabre

Terror arise from the vaults of hate and lies

Up from the pitch black deep

Awaken from an abyssmal sleep

Under the blade of greed

A collector of souls rise free

Lurking around in misery

Too late to beg for forgivness

The flesh has turned to dirt

Glorious, inferior - always a lie

The evil vicious kind

Hollow thoughts - hollow mind

Hollow is your body the day you die

Deconstruction - Deconstruction macabre

Just a step from dying

Seven seconds from the end

Innocense is laying

Forever nowhere to be send

Blazing fast forward

Forward with the speed of light

Too late to stop nor regret

The russian roulette has been set

Turn the page in the book of destiny

The same old tune goes on and on

Back and forth today turns to yesterday

All life ends in a relentless way