Misanthropic Salvation-Aisling

Only the Stars surround me in this way Don't follow me this will surely be your doom I don't need so many empty words to say such a thing Forgiving your past, yourself as a member of this so-called world So many empty shells are falling by this way Oh bastard fools! Oh bastard fools! You can't hit what doesn't belong to your dry reality Your laughter of today will surely be your torment tomorrow I saw the signs…I saw the signs…the circle is closing… But my spirit forever will be in the cradle of powers. Only the Stars surround me in this way Don't follow me this will surely be your doom I saw the signs…I saw the signs…the circle is closing… But my spirit forever will be in the cradle of powers Don't follow me this will surely be your doom So many empty shells are falling by this way Oh bastard fools! Oh bastard fools! You can't hit what doesn't belong to your dry reality I saw the signs…I saw the signs…the circle is closing… But my spirit forever will be in the cradle of powers No more time to escape to the lies of life No more time to escape to the lies of death No more time to escape to the lies of life Unnecessary views submerged by personal alienation Unknown pleasure unveiled Damnation Salvation Damnation Salvation