Eternal Curse by Rake-Off Lyrics

Surrounded by empty souls of damned
Under the observing Eye
Of a silent watchman, living
A so called Life

World Is turning wrong, the sun
Is not rising today
Darkness behind the eyes
Spitting the games

Living a so called Life
That doesn't belong to you
Waiting for the night
To turn off Your mind

World Is turning wrong, the sun
Is not rising today
Darkness behind the eyes
Spitting the games

Wake up, another bad day
Is waiting For you
For the voice that drives your mind
Puppet in the hands of an immoral society
That sells your life for the wеalth of a few
The lowest pricе for your eternal curse
This is your life, no other view
An endless fall into the eternal curse