Omega

I see a flash, is this sleep? Am I in a dream?
The past sees me and it won't let go
Greeted by those I've killed along the way
Because I am the destruction
The past sees me, and it won't let, won't let go

A demon born out of their rite in throes
This is the truth, I am (I am)
A demon born out of their rite in throes
Soiled by the world of man

I am, I am, I am the destruction
I am fear, I am sin
I am, I am, I am the destruction
This memory ignites

The past sees me, visions of me grow
Greeted by family
Painting dissolution and a life of an insect
The past, it will not let me, let me go

I'm lost within my own soul
A ghost within times of old
The clock turns back, but is this real?
Tell me, is this real?

A demon born out of their rite in throes
This is the truth, I am (I am)
A demon born out of their rite in throes
Soiled by the world of man

I am, I am destruction, I am fear, fuck
You say I am, I am destruction
I am fear, born to destroy
Born to destroy

Transcending boundaries of affliction
I've learned from past experience I am a monster
Disgust and horror flash before me
In fire burning down below
Holy desire

This stain, it will never wash off of my grave (my grave)
Physical life has wandered
Here I stay, in death
Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection
Grant forgiveness
This is only but a dark reflection, whoa

Regret is ripping the throat from my neck (my neck)
Now I can't speak, I wander
Here in death, I weep
Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection
Grant forgiveness
This is only but a dark reflection, whoa, a memory
Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection
Grant forgiveness
This is only but a dark reflection, whoa

Hellbound
Past death
Nothing can save me
Longing for something beyond
Hellbound
Past death (past death)
Nothing can save me
Longing for something beyond

Embrace the feeling of a soul within
Realizing this is what we need
Inside the circle, that's a mystery
To our eyes and what they shall perceive
Embrace the feeling of a soul within
Realizing this is what we need
Inside the circle, that's a mystery
To our eyes and what they shall perceive

Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive
And it's more than enough that we paint the walls that are white
Can we show the ones who are blind?
Stop bleeding on the inside, we are alive
And it's more than enough that we paint the walls that are white
Can we show the ones who are blind?
Show them that we're not blind