Bleeding For Sinful Crown

Unreal is grip of this dream 
Calling out for truth 
Mirage that they call life 
Hovering in you 

EWngulfed in caress of night 
And sigh of the dead 
Cold rain covers the deeds 
That once were done 

Virtues have withered now 
Beside the sinful crown 
No need to ask for more 
After the Babylon 

The smile in angels face 
Will turn to grimace 
At sea of decay 
Some have basked in haze 

You may question your life 
And ask me reason why 
But I can tell you 
Nothing is true 

Let's die together...