Your choice, your path
Words speak aftermath
Screeching gates are warning
You march towards the hole
Using people like chess pieces
With a poker face
There is no way back for your actions
Gates are open
You run
To the endless abyss
The hole is as deep
As your sadness
The higher you go
The harder you fall
Your victory's damage
Stepping heads
Stabbing backs
Only pleasure is disgrace
Competition is the reason to live
Gates are open
You run
To the endless abyss
When you lose
Life has no sense
Losing ground
Bite your own bait
Pay your dues
No more drama scenes
No need to scream
Nothing else will help
Now you have to pay
Every mask falls
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
Gates to the fall
