Lyrics Terminal - A Hero A Fake

Terminal

I hope this message finds you well
And helps you understand my decision
Today I leave the only world I have ever called home
Not for glory
Travel the path of demons
To spare the hands of yourself
Travel the path of demons
To bring sorrow to this land
Travel the path of demons
To end your own pain
Travel the path of demons
He crossed the line this morning
Brought the abomination with him
He crossed the line this morning
Destroy the way to return
I can picture you in your garden
Surveying all you have created
All I have preserved
And I curse the destruction of this place
A plague on this place
Destruction to your garden
I’m trapped
On a beautiful, empty world
(Beautiful, empty world!)
Its inhabitants
Well worth the effort
They are special
Well worth the effort it took to build one final gate
I can picture you in your garden
Surveying all you have created
All I have preserved
And i curse the destruction of this place
A plague on this place
Destruction to your garden