WHEN THE HORIZONS CLOSE THE CIRCLE,
PRAYERS CALL THE GODS
TO WRITE A SIGN IN THE SKY,
DREAMS CRASH, YOU STOP YOUR BREATH,
FEEL FEAR WAKE UP,
WHILE UP TEMPLES...
THE HELL INDUSTRY
SELLS TICKETS TO HEAVEN,
THEY KILL YOUR SOUL,
SAY IT'S ALL OVER.
WHILE THE SUN IS RISING AND THE DAY BEGINS
YOU UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE NOT ALONE...
IT'S NOT OVER YET
(You hold your life in your hands)
THERE IS A SHINE,
I SEE IT IN YOUR EYES!
THE HORDES OF HELL ARE THEY GO IN A CIRCLE
THEY STEAL YOUR SOUL, THEY CHANGE YOUR DESTINY
ON THE BLACK ALTARS
EVERYTHING IS SOUNDING, YOU CAN ALREADY SEE THE BOTTOM,
YOU THINK IT IS REALLY OVER,
THE JUDGMENT IS COMING DAY.
THE INFERNAL INDUSTRY
SELLS TICKETS TO PARADISE
THEY KILL YOUR SOUL
THEY SAY IT'S ALL OVER.