Blackout Video (MV)

Forget the fallen sun
It's time to come out and play
The devil's children
Waiting and hungry

So feed the eyes with fear
Leaving your dreams to ponder
The worried past
The vacant existence

As eyes turn black
We reach for this
The red deer
Time passes by
The tables are turning
Woaaaaoh

We can't control this it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back

The creation of a monster
With the look of despair
The image of the past or present
The future

Trapped in animations
Constant equations with deadly persuasions
No room to falter
Cause this could be the end

We can't control this it's out of our hands
Like puppets we move to another's command
Can we be defined by what's written in stone
There's no turning back

There's no turning back
So pray to the red deer

As time passes by
We're lost in the sounds
The illusion brings
Consequences
At the cost of a lie
No pity to shed
Nothing to deny

Wake up
It's pressed against my lips
Wake up
Poison continues to flow
We lose all control

Transported to Another dimension
Where there's nothing but this haze
And uncontrollable demons
Fortune was told it's been written in stone
Welcome to the gates of
Hell
Welcome
Welcome to the gates of hell