1. PREORDAINED GAME

Is it madness to be alive?
Or life is a miracle that is worth to strive
It breeds fear it fills with doubt, it makes me feel that I can’t make it out
No words of wisdom will ever say if I might have lost my Own way

The dead end is calling no heaven’s bell tolling
Pain our hearts will rend wounds of life won’t mend
To set my mind free I need something to drag me out of This misery
But this worldwide prison I cannot escape
It’s a game that’s preordained

My personal demon leads me to decay
No guardian angel to show me the way
Years go by in denial and pain, there’s no purpose to keep Me sane
Deranged and detached from reality
This is my fatality

The father is hate, the son is love
The destine our fate and grin from above

Is it madness to be alive?
Or life is a lie that’s no worth to strive
There’s question but there’s no answer
There’s pain but there’s no relief
There’s sin and there’s no redemption
This is no salvation – this is damnation

The dead end is calling no heaven’s bell tolling
Pain our hearts will rend wounds of life won’t mend
To set my mind free I need something to drag me out of This misery
But this worldwide prison I cannot escape
It’s a game that’s preordained


2. THE DRIFTER

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In the darkest time of life
With precision search and choose the perfect line
As there’s nothing there and no one will survive
The empty roots ahead are waiting

Change of faith breaks inside
Drift to find no way to conceal
Irrevocable moment to loose pride

Treason
Of life, and believes are changing
Faith becomes prison

Everlasting dark cage of freedom
Falling down lower than below
No hope to restore before

From high above when time will end
We all shall know nothing

From high above when time will end
We all shall know nothing

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In the darkest time of life
With precision search and choose the perfect line