Burning eyes
The wrath of angst under my skin with blood will suffocate them all.
A propaganda game bent us to will,
Be certain that the rules will change
Eye of the tide reaches out for you
Feed the life, the toxic dreams for which you cry
Your life is running from reality
In the end all the change will start with your genocide.
War
Now the time, their science fiction fantasy they have fabricated...
Overcome after the world was bought, we'll take it back and kill off what's left.
This is certain, your ways create death in this form
Pray to your mechanical savior
It's soul is sought.
Seeing the funeral arise, it is certain you've fallen from grace
You try to damage us while you still can
You've nowhere to go but to die.
The wrath of angst under my skin with blood will suffocate them all.
A propaganda game bent us to will,
Be certain that the rules will change
Eye of the tide reaches out for you
Feed the life, the toxic dreams for which you cry
Your life is running from reality
In the end all the change will start with your genocide.
War
Now the time, their science fiction fantasy they have fabricated...
Overcome after the world was bought, we'll take it back and kill off what's left.
This is certain, your ways create death in this form
Pray to your mechanical savior
It's soul is sought.
Seeing the funeral arise, it is certain you've fallen from grace
You try to damage us while you still can
You've nowhere to go but to die.