Azazel (PL) - Destined to Be Forgotten

Destined to be forgotten
Ghostly silence, silence of death
You're dead, your life is over
And it's not the end yet
Wake up and open your eyes
Push the door open - the gates of your grave
Look for the truth of unfathomable depths
Impenetrable void of horror
Where among the shreds of flesh
The monstrous demons
Proudly wade in blood
Torturing the souls of the dead
Until those of no human feelings
Become as they are
Now it's your turn
But don't be afraid. they won't get at you
Hear the voice whispering grim incantations
The names of god forgotten by man
That are remembered
Only where the nightmares
Still hount the ancient tombs
Follow the voice and you'll reach the place
Where you find your tombstone among afters
You were buried here, your body rests here
Your mother cries over hereson's grave
But she will forget it, everybody will
The grave will turn to dust
The world is turning into hell
You will remain alone
Among thousands of the living and the dead
Until the end of the world
Destined to be forgotten