Papa Roach

A strange cosmic gathering of leading forces

The ones that procreated this war within

A saga of crushing emotions

Bonded and melted by the eyes of the lost years

The cursed root of my damnation



May my destiny be the one i've created

The real motive to continue this battle

Rest will never be found until the other face of the infraworld has been conquered

Endless voyage full of hate

Infinite road covered with pain



This gift of fury, the awakening of the beast within

Honour and blood, no failure will be done

The fortress, deceptive mind of a saddened spirit

Claim the scythe, my sceptre of frozen grief



For this is a neverending tale of scorn

But with every soul I have devoured

The vengeance just fades closer

Near the revelating storm



My eyes watch in fury

For every blasphemy I have spewed

The portal has come closer to the possession