The Valley Of The Blind

I wake up in this place where realities collide.
My body is shivering from the cold.
The outer world had me in its grip last night.
I know the truth is now exposed.

Like parasites, we dwell.
Like rats, we run along the walls.
We created this hell.
Self-extinction.

We roam through the haze we call our life.
Captive in the valley of the blind.

Tearing flesh from bones.
Soaked in blood we praise the dawn.
The wheel begins to turn.
As you crawl through the mud.

I can't stand the grief and the pain anymore.
Silence, let the voices disappear.
I can't bear this burden of life anymore.
God...where are thee?

Hatred burns within our veins, till we reach the promised land of redemption.
In this barren wasteland, we walk the path of despair.

Perdition reigns in endless streams, and yet we bath in the sea of temptation.
The poisoned mind wonët falter, to walk the path of despair.

There is no god, no son of man, condemned to burn, tortured and broken.
There is a wheel, we have to turn, condemned to rot, tortured and broken.

Into the pits we fall in catatonic state.
Chanting the gospel of the end.
Enslaved yet nurtured, blinded by your faith.
May reason never rule again.

Like parasites, we dwell
Like rats, we run along the walls.
We created this hell.
Self-extinction.

Tearing flesh from bones.
Soaked in blood we praise the dawn.
The wheel begins to turn.
As you crawl through the mud.