Compositor: Witherfall
Beating down the iron gates, a way of life restored
The insidious, they lie in wait among the fallen hordes
The fools will tempt you with their lies, they offer only fear
Into the fire we make our way, the storm will pass and all will be made clear
And all will be made clear
Insidious
You treat your life like a game
But you should only feel shame
Insidious
I’ll turn my back on your world
And hope to find your remains when I return
Staring down our enemies, down paths we can’t avoid
The indifferent in society, living only to ignore
They live to cloud your mind with doubt, but you must see this through
Into the fire we make our way, the weak will die and they will come for you
They will come for you
Insidious
You treat your life like a game
But you should only feel shame
Insidious
I’ll turn my back on your world
And hope to find your remains when I return
Hallowed out from within, the rats will show you no remorse
As your life is spread thin, your regrets growing evermore
You try to lift yourself above their maze of lies
Only to find yourself blind and alone
An unrecognizable reflection
Insidious
You treat your life like a game
But you should only feel shame
Insidious
I’ll turn my back on your world
Insidious
You treat your life like a game
But you should only feel shame
Insidious
I’ll turn my back on your world
And hope to find your remains when I return