Emperors of Salvation

Imprisoned in imaginative walls Stoical glances reach no destination Fallacy, looking for salvation Points of contact are missing for an etemaly Bearing the everlasting pain Hatred and anger, self-respect is frozen Fearing what's to come Agonized by mental disillusion Dilapidated and declined Is this life or life's destiny Waiting for that particular salvation Which can make everything forget Emperors of salvation Death is to one's hand Just a simplistic solution Surviving is the driving force But surviving is a hopeless cause Narrow-minded thoughts far from clean Completely turned inside oneself, nothing surmised Mankind's necessity to live is only a side-issue Waiting for that particular salvation Freed from this life of misery Taken by the emperors of salvation To commit the body to the ground Disposed by the ghost of death The soul will roam eternally --- Emperors of Salvation - Asphyx