We're masters of frequency Captors of space & time Slow sucking the energy The only worth of this wretched kind
A design so penetrating Subtle bombardments in their wake Devised & disguised To harness the suffering of those whom we hate
Plotting with cold calculation Our soft kill weapons to unleash A long march to taste the affliction Embracing predestined defeat
In all things make them so trusting Choke them with undying need Cripple their dreams with cold nightmares "Slaves to their fears" is the key Fill the troughs for the cursed swine All real function of their brains to cease Ill tainted injections Hard pressed by faith Desire akin to disease
Unfolding with cold calculation Our silent kill weapons unleashed A long march to taste the affliction Embracing predestined defeat
Assaulting the senses, persuading reality As their fates are raped & ransacked Their faithful hands clutch to all systems that we orchestrate
We're masters of frequency Captors of space & time Slow sucking the energy The only worth of this wretched kind
Bind them & bleed them There is no escape
Unfolding with cold calculation Our silent kill weapons unleashed A long march to taste the affliction Embracing predestined defeat
An undying need, misplaced loyalty Akin to diseaseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
