Weakened by the truth of life

Suffering this endless pain

Mourning the birth of time

Falling asleep to wake up in vain

Demons making trophies out of man

Nurturing from the souls of the lost

False prophets behind every lie

Predicting disaster in hope of horror



I hope death finds me

With the proper god in mind



To hope is to fear

To hope is to fear

To hope is to fear

To hope is to fear



Try to imagine not to fear the awakening of the sleeping

Try to see this fiction in it's truth

Instead of believing in a romance being

Distracted confused sad my soul's abused

I won't drift away with my tears

Cause to hope is to fear



I hope death finds me

With the proper god in mind



To hope is to fear

To hope is to fear

To hope is to fear

To hope is to fear



Let me through this hall of light

I've got to set foot on

The other side...



[Solo: Englund]