Fatal Decision - The Mist of Avalon

We’re walking

Upon a fatal path

We’re walking upon the eternal sun

God has come to serve me

And were not sorry to lose

Our endless soul it is disarmed

And your blood is black and harmed

Black and harmed

My soul is slaughtered in the house of death

Its voice is singing in heaven’s hall so we’ve lost

We’ve lost it all

Soulless man forced to destruction we’re not sorry to lose

It’s just what we chose

As they all fall asleep I arise and look down into

The eternal suffering depth

We’re lost but we’re not dead.

God’s awful voice is hunting us

It’s ringing in my head you won’t be released from this fuss