Creating Gods - Valley's Eve

An evil dream did not let me sleep 
I saw myself sitting in a burning chair 
My wounds start bleeding again 
I wanted to touch the moon 
A journey to the stars for very last time 

Creating Gods 
In your illusions 
Creating Gods 
Nailed to the cross 
Creating Gods 
In your redemption 
Creating Gods 
Nailed to the cross 

Some black ravens flying over me 
Lacerating my face 
I hear voices out of the darkness 
The black riders are awake again 

Creating Gods 
In your illusions 
Creating Gods 
Nailed to the cross 
Creating Gods 
In your redemption 
Creating Gods 
Nailed to the cross 

Whipped by the wind 
Blinded by hate 
With their hate the storm will come 
With the death the end of all days is near 
Winds wakes me up 
Bloody snow is falling 
My veins are frozen 
Blood turns into ice 
I can see them 
They are waiting for me 

Creating Gods 
In your illusions 
Creating Gods 
Nailed to the cross 
Creating Gods 
In your redemption 
Creating Gods 
Nailed to the cross