The Pulze - Diabolical Masquerade

Beyond your deepest thoughts

he stands

in the darkest memories

he lays

the lust for his embrace

draws you to the abyss

compelled by

your need for death

Blinded by todays morals

silenced by blackened orders

wounded in a battle

with a predefined victor

The hand controls us

The darkness of another world

compels

a crippled soul

The death of the soul is near

arise

the death of the soul is nigh

react

the death of the soul is here

fight

The death of the soul is near

arise

the death of the soul is nigh (kathara)

react (gareth)

the death of the soul is here (kathara)

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