Doxa

Kneel, pray, beg for your life, right before you use a knife Kneel, pray, beg for your life, maybe he lets you survive Human of all ages, praying to their gods, cause they are imperfect They realize it, have to admit it, never will attain perfection, memento mori Create a metaphysic being, that is unerring They become the slaves of their own creation, memento mori Imperfect, they are searching for someone who might save them Stop to believe in their chimera, have trust in you, VITAM AGERE! Don't be afraid of what awaits you on the other side, MEMENTO MORI! PRAY FOR YOURSELF! YOURSELF! Stop to accept, all the limits, of your existence, don't be a fool. There are aims, beyond your reach, start to claim, what you need Imperfect, they are searching for someone who might save them Stop to believe in their chimera, have trust in you, VITAM AGERE! Don't be afraid of what awaits you on the other side, MEMENTO MORI! Stop to believe, Vitam Agere Don't be afraid, Memento Mori MORI Kneel, pray, beg for your life, right before you use a knife Kneel, pray, beg for your life, maybe he lets you survive