We got the worst inside us Growing like a disease We carry the fate of mankind Children of the apocalypse
We write rules in stone tables Empty promises made to break The dark side has born in his hearts Hearts where the darkness raise and feed
We are lost in our convictions Slaves of the human greed Devoid of Human Nature Always facing our personal apocalypse
Being alive is the burden of you penitence Existence was made to pay your sentence No judgement to prove your innocence Condemned to live with your demons
Regreting Disgraced Exiled Betrayed
Avoided Forsaken Misunderstood Replaced
Impure Forgotten Thirteenth Disciple
Inhuman Disguised Monster that wears human skin
You hear voices calling They want to burn the entire world How many times you thought about that? To give 'em everything they deserve
Nobody knows the pain of being the only one Nobody wants to be in the place of these poor bastards Nobody wants to hear the complain of the unfortunates Nobody needs to show their empathy
In the loneliness of our hearts (That grows inside) We hide the selfishy (Behind a mask) Behind a mask of good intentions That hides the face of the guilty
This is the faster way to turn the world into a place with no love This is the faster way to start a war that our enemies already won
Can't let it be the end of me! Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me! Can't let it be the end of me!
We are lost in our convictions, (our convictions) Slaves of the human greed, (human greed) Devoid of Human Nature, (Human Nature) Always facing our personal apocalypse
That Personal Apocalypse is in our hearts, souls and minds The devastation of the fear is the cancer we fight against The insecurity of our lives destroying every piece of hope The anxiety suffocates the only air we try to breath No!
Can't let it be the end of me! Can't let it be the end of me! No! Can't let it be the end of me! Can't let it be the end of me!
We are lost in our convictions, (convictions) Slaves of the human greed, (human greed) Devoid of Human Nature, (Human Nature) Always facing our personal apocalypse
Can't let it be the end of me! Can't let it be the end of me!
Can't let it be the end of me! Can't let it be the end of me!