Our land is a desert The soil is now barren The rainfall is poison The wells have run dry
The knowledge of elders Their strength and their power Has withered and shrunk back Beneath blackened skies
The weakness is real The weakness is present The weakness is strong And it burns in their hearts Trading their souls For a life without meaning The illusion is everywhere Bathe in it's glow
Abandon the senses Abandon the real Abandon the present To worship new gods Gods without substance Gods without altars Gods of false knowledge Deception and lies
Crushed by the weight of the yolk There's no strength in numbers Submit to the golden machine Entranced by it's glamour Enchanted so deeply Melting the line between waking and dreamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
