Gates to the Fall

Your choice, your path
Words speak aftermath
Screeching gates are warning
You march towards the hole

Using people like chess pieces
With a poker face
There is no way back for your actions

Gates are open
You run
To the endless abyss

The hole is as deep
As your sadness

The higher you go
The harder you fall
Your victory's damage

Stepping heads
Stabbing backs
Only pleasure is disgrace
Competition is the reason to live

Gates are open
You run
To the endless abyss

When you lose
Life has no sense
Losing ground
Bite your own bait

Pay your dues
No more drama scenes
No need to scream

Nothing else will help
Now you have to pay
Every mask falls

Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall