Demise Of Hopes (feat. Tim Ripper Owens)

The final stand of our race
Embrace it and face your fate

Demise of hopes, a grave for souls
A temple of despair

The time to mourn has passed
If we don’t fight, we won’t last
Find your ground, don’t be afraid
Get ready to make your final stand

Endure the pain
Suffering the fate
You may forget that you’ll make a change
You’ll make a change
You have to keep your desire to win this war

Close your eyes and take a step
This moment may be your last
Try to keep your flame alive
As your kind dissolves in their past

You’re blinded
You’re surrounded
You are haunted by death

Instead of crying
You are trying to deny your end

Blind hopes won’t bring you the light you seek

The pride of life is gone
Nothing changes the tides of war
Deprived and broken, you dissolve
Fade into black just a little more

Close your eyes and take a step
This moment may be your last
Try to keep your flame alive
As your kind dissolves in their past

You’re blinded
You’re surrounded
You are haunted by death

Instead of crying
You are trying to deny your end