The heat-wave mauls the land The shell of civilizations hardens Cities buried miles deep Housing the ongoing extinction Between propaganda and disaster Between war and earthly submission Distrust molds the scenery Whatever brought the end is but fiction
The sane will come to learn the tragedy that befell our kind The mad will come to learn the truth, and forever mute with severed minds
The leaders hoard the hearts of the fair Mass producing thoughts for the weak In every synapse there is corruption In every action there is corrosion The higher cast spews their taint Over a landfill for the masses The throne of the gorged shines Above humanity's trespass
The sane will come to learn the tragedy that befell our kind The mad will come to learn the truth, and forever mute, with severed minds The sane will come to learn the tragedy that befell our kind The mad will come to learn the truth, and forever mute, with severed minds
A bereavement of a civilization lost in time A cultural invasion, to erase the inherent resistance That lives in the newly dead
The sane will twist the tragedy, selectively, for a moment of relief The mad will turn to the mute by the hands of the elite The sane will twist the tragedy, selectively, for a moment of relief The mad will turn to the mute by the hands of the elite
When the time is right the people will fight the nether realms' machinery When time is not the world may find the darkness that consumes our kind When the time is right the people will fight the nether realms' machinery When time is not the world may find the darkness that consumes us The time is nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
