Gates To The Fall

Your choice, your path Words speak aftermath Screeching gates are warning You march towards the hole Using people like chess pieces With a poker face There is no way back for your actions Gates are open You run To the endless abyss The hole is as deep As your sadness The higher you go The harder you fall Your victory's damage Stepping heads Stabbing backs Only pleasure is disgrace Competition is the reason to live Gates are open You run To the endless abyss When you lose Life has no sense Losing ground Bite your own bait Pay your dues No more drama scenes No need to scream Nothing else will help Now you have to pay Every mask falls Gates to the fall Gates to the fall Gates to the fall Gates to the fall Gates to the fall Gates to the fall Gates to the fall