Decline

Decline

You drown in stagnation, in a world of frustration-

Your chance for salvation is to weave a cell of fears

This stainless collection of countless imperfection

A mild satisfaction, a sea of rotten tears

This serpentine throne suits you well

A place to reign the deepest hell

Faded memories, they crawl across the years

Reveal your hidden fears

A short hesitation on your way to desperation

You'll fell the aggravation before divine begins

I gaze into a darkened well

With madness that erodes my shell

Decay's burning bleakly in my eyes-

No way to save our wasted lives

Death's in your soul dear

It's in your dreams -

It's always near

What I was meant to be, what I was born to be

What will set me free, I was too blind to see

Too blind to realize

To blind to turn the tides

Too blind to see your lies

I was too blind to see

This serpentine throne suits me well

A place where vilest worms do dwell

Faded memories

They crawl across the years

Enraged by all your fears

Death's in your soul dear

It's in your dreams, It's always near...

Death's in your soul, dear

It is near, it's in your dreams,

It's always near...

Oh, how dare you come into my lair

Here in this void, this sanctum

Reigns despair...

...and somberly it sleeps

it winds, it slowly creeps

The end is near...

The end is near

Take a look around - this evil lurks behind you

Two thousand years of lies

And arrogance that blinds you

Nightmares crawl, the serpent in your eye

The road of Cain winds on until you die

Death's in your soul dear

It's in your dreams

It's always near...

Death's in your soul, dear

It is here, it's in your dreams

It's always near...

The end is... here