Martyrs of the Cult of the Dead (Agita)

I am a martyr of the cult of the dead
A pilgrim devoted to the final day
I am a martyr of the cult of the dead
A pilgrim devoted to the final day
Running with the devil thousand miles like hell
Screaming out my anger
Life is all but fair
Faith saves they say
Faith in me is dead
Burning down myself this is my revenge
I tried many ways to understand about
Love and hate and fear and shut my inner doubt
Promises were bright everything looked fine but pressurе blew my head
I am so fed up
I yеll
I open the gate to escape this life
All nightmares fail to describe my hell
Running with the devil thousand miles like hell
Demons in my head
All I hear is "run" mother save this day
I am gonna meet you soon
There is no hope in here but misery and fear
I tried many ways to understand about
Love and hate and fear and shut my inner doubt
Promises were bright everything looked fine but pressure blew my head
I am so fed up
I yell
I saw my face into a pale mirror
I felt the cold, the stress in my eyes
A shocking view of my dead idol
That fell prey to the lies of this world
Let me unwind
Let me unwind
Let me unwind
Let me unwind
Running with the devil thousand miles like hell
Screaming out my anger
Life is all but fair
Faith saves they say
Faith in me is dead
Burning down myself this is my revenge
I tried many ways to understand about
Love and hate and fear and shut my inner doubt
Promises were bright
Everything looked fine but pressure blew my head
I am so fed up
I yell
I am a martyr of the cult of the dead
A pilgrim devoted to the final day
I am a martyr of the cult of the dead
A pilgrim devoted to the final day
Of the cult of the dead