Mannequins
Harkla Lyrics

Dark alleys, were death and the fortune of all restless souls dwells slowly
The eerie and gloomy paths of the city are where people with troubled souls often find themselves, succumbed to death and despair.

See terror, in every mind of your own ones, who demands you
People close to you who are struggling with their own fears force you to confront your own terror.

Into the afterlife we drain of sorrow and despair, a secret beneath the surface of your own creation.
As we move on to the next life, we hope to leave behind our grief and hopelessness, yet we all carry a hidden burden that shapes our existence.

Can you let go of the death that trembles in your head? But you will never ever be alone!
Can you overcome the fear of death that haunts your mind? Despite this fear, you always have people to support you.

Embrace the light, thats serves you in the darkest life!
Hold on to the tiny bits of hope that shine through during the darkest moments of your life.

Beat him down, slay the lore, fear of the weakest agony Beat him down, slay the lore, fear of the strong purgatory
Overcome your fear of pain and suffering, facing even the toughest challenges with courage and strength.

Heroes of the day will save us all from the infection upon our dawning light falling from grace, crawling from hell Our wooden bones marching strong into the fiery pit Dead eyes, hollowed heads twisting inside your deepest fear
We put our faith in the heroes who we believe will rescue us from the disease and illness that plague us, yet sometimes we are forced to endure our own personal hell, our spirits shattered and our fears taking over.

MANNEQUINS! MANNEQUINS!
A cry of desperation, likening ourselves to emotionless mannequins who are merely existing, rather than truly living.

You are the prey, show us the way, together we're bound to fail
Even though we may follow others or rely on them, ultimately we are all vulnerable and will fall short of success at some point.

I am the unholy, I am all your fears I am the only one, I am your god
A twisted, dark revelation of someone who revels in the fear and doubts of others, claiming to be the only one in control of their fate.

See the death come, see the life leave See the death come, see the life leave Skin burns red, you are dead Bring the fucking pain!
An almost manic view of death and pain, urging us to recognize the inevitable end of our lives and the agony that precedes it.