- in disarray. I'm trapped in disbelief, of a modern world, in misery. Searching for the truth, in the age of lies. Searching for the truth, in the age
We will not bow to this idea. One nation one government. Pure tyranny is at hand. They want us to go unheard. They want us to go unheard. But this is
true martyr In this war against my enemies For my rebels ready to die, we go to war For my boys battle for sight, we go to war For my people fight for
Tradução: All Out War. La verdad en la era de mentiras.
your heads the gold is the reason,war is justification now,we got your heads we?re living together the age of wars we got your heads the gold is the reason,war
duplicity. Our patriarch has become the ghost of a fallen age, leaving us with nothing but a dying sun and rumors of a secret war
This nightmare runs into reality, an affliction of hollow eyes, burnt into my mind, those whispered lies, burnt my mind. Manifestations of death and
I can see the human assembly lines, millions of heads are waiting for their bodies, and as they wait the manuscripts that make a man: are being pushed
* The Cancer: This lucid existence is my evolution. * The Skeptic: So a lucid position? Well that can't be. * The Cancer: It's a dream that seems just
If the veil were to be lifted from our callow gaze and our existence split wide open, it would expose a torrential theater of war encompassing our rootless
This is the longest night I can recall, a constant reminder of my great fall. I can't fake it at all; I can't fake it at all anymore. In the lap of misery
One must understand there is a world that is unseen, an evil that is bent on the destruction of mankind and the rule of the enemy. An enemy with cloven
What will become of you when the world is over? Those of us who wear not the clothes of sheep are no wolves. We are dogs, asleep by the hearth of progress
I can see this so clear, you have your hands over my eyes and your tongue pushed through the back of my throat, taking control and creating a monster
They're slowly approaching in the dark. You can feel the vulture's breath on your neck
We?re at the present time living in a age of mass extinction. Each year, more than 20.000 unique especies disappear from this planet forever. This represents
martyr In this war against my enemies For my rebels ready to die, we go to war For my boys battle for sight, we go to war For my people fight for rights
You want to tell me now How it`s so beautiful If you can`t make it fun I call it pitiful All of the little boys Chase little girls down I just want to