reality has...died...

my way of life ending in decay
new eras of the wind is blowing
clearing everything in its path

creating new world order
plague on a fictive level still haunts

computerized levels in the new world
taken from the mind of the insane
rose of orphans to fuel the creation
a creation that is a ghost in mind
miles and miles of the dead but alive

I wander in the desert landscape,
Formed by the hands of evil
I hear the bell chime,
Fed to the massive machinery,
That keeps forcing
Soft walls encaged within ourselves

The coming of a new world
Who are we?

[Lead: Persson]

Another mouth to feed
Are we to walk the same path?
Yanked from the machine,
Which leeps me alive
No air, no sight
Terminated, control denied
Gave up without a fight
You colony of my disease

I wander in the destert landscape,
Formed by the hands of evil
I hear the bell chime,
Ther time has come
Fed to the massive machinery,
That keeps forcing
Soft walls encaged within ourselves

[Lead: Holm]

You make me tremble
My complex from
My disfigured body shaped
I have drunk the blood
I have eaten the flesh

I wonder in the desert landscape,
Formed by the hands of evil
I hear the bell chime,
Ther time has come
Fed to the massive machinery,
That keeps forcing
Soft walls within ourselves

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