The Path Lyrics

Beware the dog hidden lord of flies
Enters the door treating the damnation of the insane
So take his hands and he will let you know
The price of life paid by all the things you'd left above

Whispers in my hears tell me what to say
Voices from nowhere
Paper marked with blood chained an avid soul
Grasping knowledge

The god in my heart can barely affect this limbers
Endless hours singin' melodies of surrender
Night of distress breeds ruthless nightmares
The lack of power set the damnation of the insane

Too young to play too old to desire
Tortured soul burnt into fire
The day the pact was signed

Nothingness burns human ethernal grief
It comes from shadows the only source of relief
So spread your wings and he will let you know
The meaning of life paid by all the things you left above