Your ideals are wicked and deceiving How can you find peace You seek the righteous but find the void Die by the sword of live by the book Glimpse your death within the scythe
Seek the righteous find the truth In the book of eternal youth of generation
Cold as stone you wander still Awaiting your inevitable death Your quest has ended where it began But is there really a life for me Is there a place to dwell Pleasures of flesh via dolorosa
Of fear and despair you have wondered Of hate and grief you have slaughtered I have seen ou in your darkest hour I know you as myself But is there really a life for me Via dolorosa memento mori
In you I have found my nothing
In you I cannot hide my pain In you my love has gone In you I have kept my cold Captor of sin you have stolen my past Via dolorosa
I have wasted my life for you My hate you create My blood is water My life means nothing My warmth has vanished