The Gate

Listen to the step taking you further towards something you know will make your agony sustain
Against your own knowledge the sound and smells react like repulsive hits to your mind
You harden as it gets closer, preparing yourself
You harden as it gets closer, preparing yourself

The decay of it all is overwhelming

Surrounded by it all it's hard to keep the guard up, swallow the anger
Like running into a wall voluntary, head first

As time decays your inside, your weakness grows
Tired ripples that grows without control

The decay of it all is overwhelming

Closely following your desperate attempt of denial
The hold witch makes the pain flow free
It tastes your squandering twitches

Like a foul thought that just wont leave your mind
Strangely it hits you like a surprise every time
Like pebbles of tears, your eyes cry
The familiar sense of reprisals

Been here before, welcome to decya
Eaten from inside, ready to suffer again
My soul will not take anymore of the agony to come

Been here before, welcome to decya
Eaten from inside, ready to suffer again

The sarcastic look of the hordes passing you by
Like faces of smoke they shape to the thing you fear the most

The decay of it all is overwhelming

Pulsating, inside of it all
Swarming through your whole being
Black holes, like denial in a wake world
The taste of it all

What to become in the end?
Is there an answer to it all?
Can it be won?
Will it be conquered?