Feed on society The world as an object whole The souls of the living Mass communicate drugged Rebuild the fear again with hopeless dreams To manipulate the hope The sense of reality has succumb to emotion So we urge toward the glass Turn to this media like a moth to the flame Power to control Control the masses Marching toward the shores And they lead the way Pierce the heart Pierce to the seed of it with a string of addiction Bought in cold led to these false ideals with the thoughts of greed This is not what you feel The truth is reality Over extend the senses Numb the mind Numb for the feeding its our lives they bleed Fear our souls Fear the reverse of the great opiate Glory we hold to the creator Beyond partitions, beyond common tongue, to depth of our being, who will fight the wake Power to control Control the masses Marching to the shores and they lead the way Feed on the world a whole the souls of the living Not what This is not what you feel the truth's reality In the thoughts in the lives that have failed we hide ourselves Try to find our way Search for purpose without any end In the thoughts in the lives that have failed We hide ourselves Try to find our way Know for certain your eternity In the fear in the pain that is felt We hide ourselves Who will fight the wake Fear the reverse of the great opiateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
