Tarot Lyrics

Fate of man is written

High among the stars

But all the stars are bought and sold by those who hold the cards

False ideals are spreading

Corrupting broken minds

Sanity is luxury that you will not provide

Nightfall crawling through the sky

Tells me my time has come to end

I sense the smell of death

My pulse slowly stops

Accept your fate and give yourself to death's sweet embrace

Reunite with Lucifer and stop the pointless race

Pills of contentment

Succes sold in books

Philty lies to hide a fact of sheckles closed on you

Tarot lays on table

It waits for your move

Its time to choose if you got hold or grip is hold on you

Nightfall crawling through the sky

Tells me my time has come to end

I sense the smell of death

My pulse slowly stops

Accept your fate and give yourself to death's sweet embrace

Reunite with Lucifer and stop the pointless race