The Gate — Thundra

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?