The Dying Age - Sanctuary

This is the dying age, this is controlled with restraint

This is the future shock as we become hollow

This is the dying wave that brings a new tomorrow

This is the fall of men, these are the broken days

I spend my life of confusion in pain

As if to make the lunatic look sane

Kings afraid of guillotines, coward in the shadows

As they bring the faithful from theirs knees

To exterminate their power

This is the frozen phase, this is a chosen age

Hoping that the world will fester and drain

Hoping in our resent state of pure disdain

Kings afraid of guillotines, coward in the shadows

As they bring the faithful from theirs knees

To exterminate their power