They are coming, they are coming to pull the plug;
Pull the plug of your lifeline
In your line of decline you will find a drain of thoughts
slaying your last bit of hope . .
You'd start to
Question your gluttony
Question your wrath
Question your greed
Question your disgust
Question your envy
Question your despair
Question your pride
As you question your seven sins,
I hear them squeal.
In a distant horizon already a shadow being cast
Reign of dragons
Spitting fire on your pitiful paths . . .
They are coming, they are coming to pull the plug
Pull the plug of your lifeline
For you have sinned . . .
So start to heal them before its too late . . .
Your road to heaven - already got a closed gate . . .
Don't blame it on your fate now,
Blame it on your sins.
For you have sinned . . .
Question your former
Question your later
Don't blame it on your fate . . .
No alibi now . . .
So start to run now before its too late . . .
Your road to heaven - already got a closed gate . . .
You will hear your farewell songs all night long,
Unless you heal for those sins, and for all gone wrong . . .
No alibi now . . .
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