This is the closing line for you my friendDay after day degenerated by the will of my handHavoc surrounds my pathIt forms the shape for you to followNow what's left in you is fearFeel the slow collapse breaking out insideThe cold comes creeping upon you my dearI make you obsolete, soon gone, there is no turning backI'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wanderDriven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more againOh, number forty sevenThere is no heaven, but I bring you serenityNow, countless days you've triedThere is no meaning, I bring you home to the god's TerminalI'm not alone, I'm not my selfI feel the dark reign, I see the lights go outI'm not alone, I'm not my selfI don't need to know why, I just need it, to stopI'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wanderDriven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more againOh, number forty sevenThere is no heaven, but I bring you serenityNow, countless days you've triedThere is no meaning, so don't breath, I bring you peace, I bring you home to the god's Terminal
This is the closing line for you my friendDay after day degenerated by the will of my handHavoc surrounds my pathIt forms the shape for you to followNow what's left in you is fearFeel the slow collapse breaking out insideThe cold comes creeping upon you my dearI make you obsolete, soon gone, there is no turning backI'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wanderDriven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more againOh, number forty sevenThere is no heaven, but I bring you serenityNow, countless days you've triedThere is no meaning, I bring you home to the god's TerminalI'm not alone, I'm not my selfI feel the dark reign, I see the lights go outI'm not alone, I'm not my selfI don't need to know why, I just need it, to stopI'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wanderDriven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more againOh, number forty sevenThere is no heaven, but I bring you serenityNow, countless days you've triedThere is no meaning, so don't breath, I bring you peace, I bring you home to the god's Terminal
This is the closing line for you my friendDay after day degenerated by the will of my handHavoc surrounds my pathIt forms the shape for you to followNow what's left in you is fearFeel the slow collapse breaking out insideThe cold comes creeping upon you my dearI make you obsolete, soon gone, there is no turning backI'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wanderDriven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more againOh, number forty sevenThere is no heaven, but I bring you serenityNow, countless days you've triedThere is no meaning, I bring you home to the god's TerminalI'm not alone, I'm not my selfI feel the dark reign, I see the lights go outI'm not alone, I'm not my selfI don't need to know why, I just need it, to stopI'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wanderDriven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more againOh, number forty sevenThere is no heaven, but I bring you serenityNow, countless days you've triedThere is no meaning, so don't breath, I bring you peace, I bring you home to the god's Terminal