Blackout
Forget the fallen sun
It's time to come out and play
The devil's children
Are waiting and hungry
So feed the eyes with fear
Leaving your dreams to ponder
The worried past
The vacant existence
As eyes turn black
We reach for this
The red deer
Time passes by
The tables are turning
Woaaaaoh
We can't control this, it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back
The creation of a monster
With the look of despair
The image of the past or present
The future
Trapped in animations constant equations
With deadly persuasions
No room to falter
Cause this could be the end
We can't control this, it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back
There's no turning back
There's no turning back
So pray to the red deer
As time passes by
We're lost in the sounds
The illusion brings
Consequences at the cost of a lie
No pity to shed
Nothing to deny
Wake up
It's pressed against my lips
Wake up
Poison continues to flow
We lose all control
Transported to another dimension
Where there's nothing but this haze
And uncontrollable demons
Fortune was told it's written in stone
Welcome to the gates of
Hell
Welcome
Welcome to the gates of hell
We can't control this, it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back
There's no turning back
It's time to come out and play
The devil's children
Are waiting and hungry
So feed the eyes with fear
Leaving your dreams to ponder
The worried past
The vacant existence
As eyes turn black
We reach for this
The red deer
Time passes by
The tables are turning
Woaaaaoh
We can't control this, it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back
The creation of a monster
With the look of despair
The image of the past or present
The future
Trapped in animations constant equations
With deadly persuasions
No room to falter
Cause this could be the end
We can't control this, it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back
There's no turning back
There's no turning back
So pray to the red deer
As time passes by
We're lost in the sounds
The illusion brings
Consequences at the cost of a lie
No pity to shed
Nothing to deny
Wake up
It's pressed against my lips
Wake up
Poison continues to flow
We lose all control
Transported to another dimension
Where there's nothing but this haze
And uncontrollable demons
Fortune was told it's written in stone
Welcome to the gates of
Hell
Welcome
Welcome to the gates of hell
We can't control this, it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back
There's no turning back
Credits
Writer(s): Upon A Falling Empire
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