Testo di Awake and Dead

Black clouds are confusing closed eyes Tell me about your day of tomorrow A pillow of stone, fire on bed Inside twilight, true nightwares And you woke up dead Reality is bad Going to nowhere Wake up from your terrible imagination Blow against the flames that give you scars Like a puppet on an evil scythe Crawl to hell´s gate Don´t change your mind Falling into an abyss Disgrace reminds of premotition Victim of the night, demolition Answers were given, no return Sorrow, excuses, it doesn´t work Invaded by infectors in your blood to kill you slowly Enigma of an old cursed prophecy to be discovered Eternal punishment To the slavery I give my hands