One by one we take control
New consciousness, one heart, one
Fire's coming down, hot winds blow the smoke away
Low screams
See them all marching beyond the horizon of hate
Bound by
Was it a vision or was it a dream
The trust
This is a song in which
I use to describe what
When nothing's left for us to say
Substance leads me through
Impending doom, assassinate
Agressive drive explodes
Uncontrollable resistance
P
Indication of the essence
Concentrating on mass submission
Crying race philosoph
Lights are flashing down the alleys the reaper has arrived
The
Deception into your soul
It will creep
Like the foundation of a
Searching - for reality to hold on to
Probia - detonation
In a dark and brutal land
Not far from here lived
Ruin is your profit
Meraud the hollow mind
Religious passion is not
The final hours coming
Closing chapter of time
As the
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