Cypecore - Chosen Chaos

Four knocks on the door
Another day to waste away
Each time that I have chosen chaos as my master
Prolong the pain of existence in the void
Screaming at my copy

I feel the thunder of my grinding gears
Drown in the sea of a thousand tears

I rip my face off to understand
The key to this world rests in my hands

I‘ve seen the ruins and roamed the lands
I close my eyes … barren endless canvas
A fever of despair spreading through their minds
Harvest another victim screaming at my copy

I feel the thunder of my grinding gears
Drown in the sea of a thousand tears

I rip my face off to understand
The key to this world rests in my hands

Leave your face behind
Reality has changed for the final time
Leave your fears behind
Your truth is what lies inside

I rip my face off to understand
The key to this world rests in my hands

I feel the thunder of my grinding gears
Drown in the sea of a thousand tears