Letra de Disciples of Dead Aeons

One last time, the timeless reflection
Can your eyes decide who stands before you?
Fate or lies? The edge of the mirror
Who decides the path that's laid before us?
The answer lies within the lies
Paved with the corpses of those who stood by
Hear the chorus!
The hymns of the dying
The world has drowned in blood
We are unmourned, the divine forgotten
Nothing for us
The promised dawn is but a fake
Hear the chorus!
Screaming justice for their names
The orchestration of our sacrifice
We're led in shackles of our own invention
We're both the masters and the slaves
We wear the scars
Fate or lies? Who decides?
The seeds of delusion
Nothing's for us
The promised dawn is ours to take
We are the chorus!
The songs reflect the ancient ways
The orchestration of our hell is mine
I am the weaver of this grand illusion
I am the savior of your kind
And I alone