Omega - Periphery

I see a flash

Is this sleep?

Am I in a dream?

The past sees me and it won’t let go

Greeted by those I’ve killed along the way, because I am the destruction

The past sees me and it won’t let go

A demon born out of their rite in throes

This is the truth

I am a demon born out of their rite in throes

Soiled by the world of man

I am, I am, I am the destruction

I am fear

I am sin

I am, I am, I am the destruction

This memory ignites

The past sees me

Visions of me grow

Greeted by family

Painting dissolution and a life of an insect

The past it will not let me go

I’m lost within my own soul

A ghost within times of old

The clock turns back but is this real?

Tell me, is this real?

A demon born out of their rite in throes

This is the truth

I am a demon born out of their rite in throes

Soiled by the world of man

Iam, I am destruction

I am fear, fuck

To say I am

I am destruction

I am fear

Born to destroy

Born to destroy

Transcending boundaries of affliction

I’ve learned from past experience I am a monster

Disgust and horror flash before me in fire burning down below

Holy desire

This stain will never wash off of my grave

Physical life has wandered

Here I stay, in death

Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection

Grant forgiveness

This is only but a dark reflection

Regret is ripping the throat from my neck

Now I can’t speak

I wander

Here in death, I weep

Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection

Grant forgiveness

This is only but a dark reflection

Hell bound

Past death

Nothing can save me

Longing for something beyond

Hell bound

Past death

Nothing can save me

Longing for something beyond

Embrace the feeling of a soul within

Realizing this is what we need

Inside the circle that’s a mystery to our eyes and what we shall perceive

Embrace the feeling of a soul within

Realizing this is what we need

Inside the circle that’s a mystery to our eyes and what we shall perceive

Stop bleeding on the inside

We are alive, and it’s more that enough that we paint the walls that are white

Can we show the ones who are blind?

Stop bleeding on the inside

We are alive, and it’s more that enough that we paint the walls that are white

Can we show the ones who are blind?

Show them that we’re not blind