Closure Songtext
von Sickrecy

Let it be written, let it be done
The final chapter, the death of your sun
This fallen icon must come to an end
It′s time for you to comprehend
Life is more than a single idea
Life is more than the holy three
Your every statement, every conclusion
Can't be based on a mere illusion

Absurd ideas enslave your mind
Are you really that badly designed?


Let it be written. Let it be done
The final chapter. There′s no chosen one
No one will lead you to promised lands
It's all up to you, it's all in your hands

Are you a master? Are you a slave?
Act on your own or dig your own grave

You can′t build your foundation
On irrational speculation
It will not stand the test of time
It won′t be worth a single dime

It's like falling with closed eyes
Towards the end, your own demise
Knowing that you will impact
Knowing that death is a fact
Seeking comfort in a fragile shell
Wishing that my kind will burn in hell

Burn in hell