body to finish up the artwork, violent art, the darker part. New murder, new painting, it never gets done, heavy murders - a godly work of art. Colors
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final body to finish up the artwork, violent art, the darker part. New murder, new painting, it never gets done, heavy murders - a godly work of art.
I feel the shivers running down my spine, it wakes the powers of my undivine. My mind betrays me I'm leaping back in time. All those memories left behind
Freedom with a gunshot wound, you like to take it. Know what your pay is for, ever tasted? The pounding breath of war, don't you feel it? The hatred'
Fear of living - Afraid of dying, I fall deeper into my insanity. Tied to the ground by the chains of this life. I'm doing my time, I'm doing my time
I run to hide from myself but I can't stray from the path. I hide, in my dreams I'm free to cleanse my guilt... Bleeding, I search deep in my mind to
Turn the sail after the wind, you take the easy way out. Make the trend to your believe, a follower in all needs. Your lack of independence shows your
What do we know about our past? Abducted souls in a cold scipt-stone. Buildings, structures - visions or insanity? A past abducted? [Chorus] Our past
Lock me up from the rest of the world but I'm alive inside my head. Never to tell the world what went wrong, only to save themselves. Ahostile humanity
Beyond TV-terror, human shutdown, selective mind. A collective kind - so frail. Magnetic senses, electrified, synthetic design. Controls the time: Upgrade
