Nothnegal - Sins Of Our Creations lyrics

rate me

Observe the twisted tendrils of fateDistorted, demeaning to what I believeLike quicksand, it drags you in the more you struggleToo tired to try, I resign to destinyHopeless and defeated I am leftHungry for vengeance I am compelledTo grieve for the life misspentTo moan my loss in silenceThe drive to excel has left meI am but a shell of my former selfToo late for looking back But not too late for regretWake me from this nightmareSave me from the ghosts of pastHelp me escape my inner demonsSpare me the sins of our creationsWake me from this nightmareSave me from the ghosts of pastHelp me escape my inner demonsSpare me the sins of our creationsOpen the doorway to the new ageClash of titanic wills dacay the worldRight before my eyes all I hoped for failsChaotic turn of events. decease with no cure