Demons among us Have set the way Of our remaining days Sank our hears to woe Suppresses our faith Crucified with rusty nails A thousand cries inside This serene grief holds me In a place surreal Inside closing walls of retreat We live past hope Degenerate In godforsaken play As the circle fades We will all be erased A thousand cries i hide This deadend being drains me Chokes out all the life Inside closing walls of retreat In the wind wornout halters sway Our loved ones left to hang Signs of defeat, we unveiled Fill the air with the scent of crushing end In the wind wornout halters sway Our precious ones we desecrate This spoilt Eden will be purified From the ashes of men, a new era ascends The circle fades away We have no more time The circle fades away There is no more time
halter, wornout, circle, sway, retreat