Pianojams

Dead Inside

The ice slowly melting from our lips, as we return from hell.
We walk through fire, our hands embraced, no fears of a filthy liar.

We are the chosen ones. 
We all will rise as one.

The seven points of heresy, the will that you follow
we kill the dreams of kingdoms, we reap for your sorrow.
All have been betrayed, the peasants now enslaved.
Break the molds of stone to cast a shadow on the throne.

We are the only ones.
We all will rise as one.

Soon you will see, soon you'll believe.
The seven princes will be, all through eternity.

Now behold the prophecy, behold the seven seas.
We've fought beside the strongest, now their weaknesses prevail.
We'll take over the empire, the slaughter will begin.
Prepare the tombs for warriors of seven worlds within.

Soon you will see, soon you'll believe.
The seven princes will be, all through eternity.
And when the angels will fall, we'll destroy it all.
The seven princes will be, all through eternity.

Charles Molnar