Vassline New World Awaits
The howl of an angry beast Cried out twelve times The sun now blinds the moon The moon now blinds the sun A beauty is lost, lies fill the air Slaughtered to the last one of them With my blade of rust With my own judgement And the final revenge has been made
A point of no return Birth of tragedy Course of inequality Death of hope
Hell awaits me Devil tricks me I sold my soul This is my worst karma Kept a distance to the choices Never knew what is right or what is wrong But devil showed me what it means The great misfortune's born The hatred fills the souls There is no destination No wrath of god for me After all We're born to fade in this solitude
This is my fate Go!
Take a deep breath And standing here under the sun Take the last breath A whole new world awaits
