Lord

Have you ever had this feeling That you're not awake but dreaming Could you tell Being well I'm feeling in hell Falling nations No preservation All that describes the same sensation From the sky and right here The wrath of their gods I'll be talking soon 'bout dreaming And you'll hear that I'm screaming Out of sight In the night But It feels not right And all the prayers to the slayer Countless voices adding layers From the sky and right here The wrath of the lord From time to time The interaction All the gods made clear their actions You can be what you want but you are on your own Hipocrisy and fantasy You can be your own enemy Make it right and believe That is nothing to fear And until the end We'll keep our promises You'll reach our land Of fortune and freedom From a disease in the hearts of men Ancient texts they can't understand From a close and dangerous enemy You can put your faith in me From believers to deceivers of Death You can make your path at last Into destruction Of men