Lyrics by 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 pity 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