Epitaph of Time - Crimson Cathedral

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[lyrics]
Welcome to the end of everything...
Sanity is a luxury here...

Blood on the chapel floor,
God’s eyes are sewn shut.
Choking on the smoke of
What your innocence became.

Sirens wail like mourning doves,
Infected screams from down below—
They're crawling in the static,
Whispering “You reap what you sow…”

You pray to ghosts in rusted glass,
But no one hears you now.
Salvation’s just a virus
With a preacher’s crooked vow.

Welcome to the Crimson Cathedral,
Where angels bleed and monsters kneel.
This is hell in holy skin,
A paradise of rust and sin.

You can run, but fate is feral—
Your god’s a phantom in the fog.
No escape, no sanctuary…
You die or you evolve.

Walls bleed memories you forgot,
Your name's been carved in bone.
Puppets made of shattered love,
Dancing to a dial tone.

Cenotaph of broken minds,
Silent Hill with teeth and claws.
The mirror shows a stranger’s face—
You’re the virus in its cause.

Dead inside but still alive!
Rip the mask off—let me rot!
Truth is just a loaded gun,
And I'm the chambered shot!

“This town remembers everyone.”
“It never forgives. It never forgets.”
Am I the monster... or the last survivor?
The line is gone...
It’s all decay and debt.

Welcome to the Crimson Cathedral,
Where angels bleed and monsters kneel.
The fog becomes your funeral,
This holy house of gears and steel.

You can beg, but fate is brutal—
Your god is hanging from a cross.
The doors are closed. The end is near…
You die or you evolve.

Not every nightmare is a dream...
Some are memories clawing back to life…