Omega Periphery

I see a flash
Is this sleep?
Am I in a dream?
The past sees me and it won't let go
Greeted by those I've killed along the way, because I am the destruction
The past sees me and it won't let go

A demon born out of their rite in throes
This is the truth
I am a demon born out of their rite in throes
Soiled by the world of man
I am, I am, I am the destruction
I am fear
I am sin
I am, I am, I am the destruction
This memory ignites

The past sees me
Visions of me grow
Greeted by family
Painting dissolution and a life of an insect
The past it will not let me go

I'm lost within my own soul
A ghost within times of old
The clock turns back but is this real?
Tell me, is this real?