Angerseed - Marching Into Apocalypse

I've got some reflections before the end
Which makes me restless and I'll be a wreck
Can't understand the fading conception
Wasting your life is unjustified possession

You live an effortless life
Devoid of thoughts
And never realize
The fragile human forms

You will never surrender
So miserably conventional
You're a number in the queue
Just a number in the queue

You are floating over clouds everyday
And have no idea of the real world
But life is not a pink fairytale
Beyond the fiction your name is just a word

We're marching into Apocalypse with a great pleasure
The coldest winter of human sense as a frozen wire
Around the minds

Who are the ones who painted this all?
Atrocities by a dark ifluence
The colour of the paint can be only black
Standing under reign of malevolence

The storm of destiny paints tears to every face
Apocalypse's coming and overthrows this guilty race
The devastation begins inside the empty heads
What goes around comes around:
The final mental and physical crash

I believe in the prophecies
Disbelief is my worst enemy
Is our world a coarse experiment?
No more than a perfect disfigurement

You're a number in the queue
Just a number int he queue

I've got some reflections before the end

An ancient force stands over us
Since the first time of human presence
It will rule the throne again
And we will be the slaves of it
At the nightfall I hear its screams
The calling from eternity
It cries for me...

Written by:
Péter Mányák

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