Believe Songtext
von Solitude Aeturnus

In this land of the pious
Deceiving ones of small mind
Controlled as if - as if the devil′s own tools

I see a horizon - the armies align
Prey upon the weak - twisting their feeble minds
Riding down a sickend sort - takes the reigns and dominates


Pray to your hands for salvation / bend your cross to fit your ways I believe - in own myself and I believe the dark shall grow and I believe in the end
And I believe in - myself

We are a species - beaten by ignorance
Misguided fools - lost in a shell
An open eye - soon extinguished
The blind lead the blind
As we chase our death

I believe - in own myself and I believe the dark shall grow and I believe in the end
And I believe in - myself