Black Magic Lyrics - Azathoth Circle

nobody leaves me not a single chance 

to find myself ...to find my 

raison d'etre 

in your ability 

Take 

your rare life 

You and I 

Fake 

it's reason to compare us 

with old damned gods 

and you see 

in your eyes we are bad ones 

there is nothing to hold on in this night 

there is no place where you find the truth 

so leave it behind 

old man in to the mountains 

opened to me concept of the hurt 

old man in to the mountains 

opened to me concept of the world 

raison d'etre 

in your ability 

Take 

your rare life 

You and I 

We are Fake 

We are Fake 

We are Fake