Omega

I see a flash, is this sleep? Am I in a dream? The past sees me and it won't let go Greeted by those I've killed along the way Because I am the destruction The past sees me, and it won't let, won't let go A demon born out of their rite in throes This is the truth, I am (I am) A demon born out of their rite in throes Soiled by the world of man I am, I am, I am the destruction I am fear, I am sin I am, I am, I am the destruction This memory ignites The past sees me, visions of me grow Greeted by family Painting dissolution and a life of an insect The past, it will not let me, let me go I'm lost within my own soul A ghost within times of old The clock turns back, but is this real? Tell me, is this real? A demon born out of their rite in throes This is the truth, I am (I am) A demon born out of their rite in throes Soiled by the world of man I am, I am destruction, I am fear, fuck You say I am, I am destruction I am fear, born to destroy Born to destroy Transcending boundaries of affliction I've learned from past experience I am a monster Disgust and horror flash before me In fire burning down below Holy desire This stain, it will never wash off of my grave (my grave) Physical life has wandered Here I stay, in death Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection Grant forgiveness This is only but a dark reflection, whoa Regret is ripping the throat from my neck (my neck) Now I can't speak, I wander Here in death, I weep Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection Grant forgiveness This is only but a dark reflection, whoa, a memory Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection Grant forgiveness This is only but a dark reflection, whoa Hellbound Past death Nothing can save me Longing for something beyond Hellbound Past death (past death) Nothing can save me Longing for something beyond Embrace the feeling of a soul within Realizing this is what we need Inside the circle, that's a mystery To our eyes and what they shall perceive Embrace the feeling of a soul within Realizing this is what we need Inside the circle, that's a mystery To our eyes and what they shall perceive Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive And it's more than enough that we paint the walls that are white Can we show the ones who are blind? Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive And it's more than enough that we paint the walls that are white Can we show the ones who are blind? Show them that we're not blind