An artificial star beholds an artificial soul
Confused and tortured it survives, all it feels is....

Cold anger, gruesome fear
Hate, twisted thought
Through numbing apathy
All he wants is his soul released
Frost withholds his mind-capacity

Nothing here is what it seems to be
Is it real or my minds fantasy?
Gates do open, travel through light and time
Uncertain where they will appear
This kingdom will be thyne

A world just like a mental PRISON
Built for unknown, uncertain REASONS
Ruled by gods, who show no MERCY
Only one will survive it to RULE

Things foreseen by a blind prophet
Touch the souls of this new world
It realizes that it's stronger
It's suicide what it's longing for

A world just like a mental PRISON
Built for unknown, uncertain REASONS
Ruled by gods, who show no MERCY
Only one will survive it to RULE

Pain inserts the manmade soul
Tortured because it wants a choice
Forced to use and to be used
All of this world will be reduced

Hate, brutal force ejects
Crushing all the fowl attacks
Blind rage and burning fury
Detonate the howling star

An artificial star beholds an artificial star
It's coming down to earth, it's flames still feel....... cold.........