Death Inside

On a morbid utopia of despair
 Their mistakes built every path
 Of desolation and ravage
 Leading our kin to the inner death
 Without answers to their questions
 That makes them struggle although their existence
 There are no paths to follow
 So they're condemned to the ignorance
 The silence and shadows embrace them
 (With the cold embrace of deception)
 So puritan, so sanctified
 They say that they are not afraid to die
 So is say because they already me their death
 Twisted visions and wretched paradigms
 Makes them rot each more
 And lose their wits to fear
 In sorrow their hearts brake in two
 (Her cold scythe awaits you)
 In anguish my mind collapses
 There is no reason to walk in lies
 Someone has planted seeds of discord
 There is no truth to clear their minds anymore
 Feel the death inside...