Via Dolorosa - Antestor

Your ideals are wicked and deceiving

How can you find peace

You seek the righteous, but find the void

Die by the sword of live by the book

Glimpse your death within the scunt

Seek the righteous, find the truth

The book of eternal youth

Of generations

Cold as stone, you wander still

Awaiting your inevitable death

Your quest has ended where it began

But is there really a life for me

Is there a place to dwell

Pleasures of the flesh

Vio dolorosa

Of fear and despair, you’ve wandered

Of hatred and grief, you’ve slaughtered

I’ve seen you in your darkest hour

I know you as myself

But is there really a life for me…

Via dolorosa, memento mori

In you I’ve found my nothing

In you I can’t hide my pain

In you my love has gone

In you I’ve kept my cold

Captor of sin, you’ve stolen my past

Via dolorosa

I’ve wasted my life for you

My hate you create

My blood is water

My life means nothing

My warmth has vanished