Howling in the Fog - Doomed to My Path Along the Predetermined Goal Lyrics

Sentenced to my path
That has already been written
I do not know when I do not know where
But it has been forged over the centuries
Flames and fear
I prevent my shadow, to groped to escape
I perceive the blood and savor
I observe from afar
But I can't understand
The Reason for this massacre
I accept my fate, and I begin to believe
That is really predetermined
Maybe it's a nightmare, but it seems so real and you can touch it
Lethal approach towards this ambiguous sign
Rotting brain damned soul
Nothing weep smile at the noose
The noose of life you shaking more and more
Predetermined from the past
Anxious to be able to delete
Your destiny
That has already been written
I don't know when I don't know where
But it has been forged over the centuries
The unknown
I prevent my shadow groped to die
I prefer the blood and savor
I look with lust
Rotting brain damned soul
Nothing weep, smile at the noose
The noose of life you shaking more and more
Predetermined from the past
Predetermined from the sickness
Sentenced to my path
That has already been written
I do not know when I do not know where
Doomed To My Path Along The Predetermined Goal

Sentenced to my path
That has already been written
I do not know when I do not know where
But it has been forged over the centuries
Flames and fear
I prevent my shadow, to groped to escape
I perceive the blood and savor
I observe from afar
But I can't understand
The Reason for this massacre
I accept my fate, and I begin to believe
That is really predetermined
Maybe it's a nightmare, but it seems so real and you can touch it
Lethal approach towards this ambiguous sign
Rotting brain damned soul
Nothing weep smile at the noose
The noose of life you shaking more and more
Predetermined from the past
Anxious to be able to delete
Your destiny
That has already been written
I don't know when I don't know where
But it has been forged over the centuries
The unknown
I prevent my shadow groped to die
I prefer the blood and savor
I look with lust
Rotting brain damned soul
Nothing weep, smile at the noose
The noose of life you shaking more and more
Predetermined from the past
Predetermined from the sickness
Sentenced to my path
That has already been written
I do not know when I do not know where
Doomed To My Path Along The Predetermined Goal