Lyrics: Andreas Nergård
Music: Andreas Nergård
Please comfort my soul and see me through, I face the end of it all
War, deep hatred cries within my mind toward the tyrant’s call
Bold deceiver, hate-conceiver, greatness once a memory to the ones that fought
God forgive my haunted mind
Relieve me from my hate
Just a touch of reality would make this grand illusion fade
Pray for all tonight, the dying souls on route to paradise
Pay for every mile and soldier on into the heart of the storm
Bold deceiver, hate-conceiver, greatness once a memory to the ones that fought
God forgive my haunted mind
Relieve me from my hate
Just a touch of reality would make this grand illusion fade
A blackened heart, crushed, torn apart
A pawn so deceived by a state of bliss
I’m brought to the end, now the curtains are shut
Deceived and alone, the illusions are gone
The stumbling horde, the believers, the bold who once were consumed by devotion
Them pitty smiles on the empty shells that lay in the snow
It’s over
And when the night is gone what will remain of this?
In trails of condemned souls, an undertow of death
Will you speak to me? Oh do you hear my prayer? It's drawing closer now, my final
prayer
God forgive my haunted mind
Relieve me from my hate
Just a touch of reality would make this grand illusion fade