New World Awaits - Vassline

The howl of an angry beast

Cried out twelve times

The sun now blinds the moon

The moon now blinds the sun

A beauty is lost, lies fill the air

Slaughtered to the last one of them

With my blade of rust

With my own judgement

And the final revenge has been made

A point of no return

Birth of tragedy

Course of inequality

Death of hope

Hell awaits me

Devil tricks me

I sold my soul

This is my worst karma

Kept a distance to the choices

Never knew what is right or what is wrong

But devil showed me what it means

The great misfortune’s born

The hatred fills the souls

There is no destination

No wrath of god for me

After all

We’re born to fade in this solitude

This is my fate

Go!

Take a deep breath

And standing here under the sun

Take the last breath

A whole new world awaits