MIMIC47 - Diablo

(AND THEY ASK WHERE IS YOUR GLORY GONE

ICON IS CRASHED DOWN

QUESTIONS LYING OVER YOU MIMIC 47)

You role the dice lice never before you know this game

Your future is already written for you take all the blame

When all the fingers start to point at you

You need to pray c’mon you can’t deny that you wouldn’t

Do anything for the victory

Great victories in the past will be erased

They’ll find all your sins

Feel their malicious breath on your neck

Now the show begins

The worst nightmare of your life has begun

You fell adrenalin pounding in your veins

Cold sweat on your skin

Life flashes before your eyes

You’re just human waste