Denmad - Need

I wonder if it’s true what they say

In the books of Job for the dead

Rotten flesh, so what’s next?

Elysium is it there?

Or is it all just a deceit?

Am I damned?

Will I ever be able to go

Back where I came from?

Tell me someone is it meant to be so cruel now?

Solemn thoughts are misused

At last it falls, the grey curtain for my soul

And I feel that I’ve been deceived

The light of my life is dim

Full of lies that will make me bleed

The last time I cried

For innocence unspoiled

I felt that she had to die

Dancing lights in my head driving me insane

Don’t tell me what I should believe

Drawn before me the sins that haunt me

A naughty parade of guilt

It was a boring day like the others

When my body was stripped of my soul

The flesh was sore and the mind was twisted

When they decided that I should pay the toll

As I walk through these forsaken lands

Where soulless people are sold

All I have is in my empty hands

And I’m left all alone and cold

I wonder if there’s a god or a demon devoid of faith

To tell me what did I do to join the denmad?