Beyond redemption lost in lunacy
world in chaos, pain control your thoughts
Self control dwells in a distant reality
Suffer for your last breath

Blood forces through your veins
Thoughts shattered into [bad word] Air supply slowly languish away
Panic grasp the soul with fear

The final sleep approach, do you see the light
That cleanse for your soul, I am your master above

Awake but [bad word] conscious
Where darkness suffocates your soul
The mental strain cause of the cardiac death
Slowly descending on the voyage beneath the soil

The final sleep approach, do you see the light
That cleanse for your soul, I am your master above