Chronicles Of a Dying Era

Killer omnipotence
Hate for difference
In a chain of death
Sentenced by law
Attack with all your strength
Raid down. No attempt
And the pain we get
Will temper us strong

Oh warlord I hit you
So you’ll never forget
There’ll be always a new hero
Sentencing you to death

Is just the yell of crowds in disgrace
Depleted down people like sticks falls again
And all this pain led just by nothing
Else than a cursed desire of worn deaths

You can’t fail to pretend
Neither to command
When your fate is death
And out of control
Today you understand
Struggles you extend
In a balance dance
Will always return

Oh warlord I hit you
So you’ll never forget
There’ll be always a new hero
Sentencing you to death

Is just the yell of crowds in disgrace
Depleted down people like sticks falls again
And all this pain led just by nothing
Else than a cursed desire of worn deaths
And all this pain led us to nothing
Else than a cursed desire of your death