His mind is the mold Of fearful events A matter of time 'till it's reality The power to see What someday will be Visions of the future Through creativity
This is the realm of projection Out of the depths of your mind It's all a vast overconscience Linked to the top of your spine Man's a fragment of oneness
He is the first one to be Where someone was before Where life is a lie and humanity is no more No more than an illusion No more than an aspect Suffering
Cold, cold kingdom of ice Bring me the sun Cold, cold kingdom of ice Bring me the sun I made a kingdom in wich i am the king The king of ice and frozen
Once a bad but tractable intent Now a mischieving illusion Once a malignant experiment Now turned to obsession Insensitiviness of your action Makes you
Now nothing is gonna be the same From this day forward Now nothing is gonna be the same From this day forward Adrift among its existence It starts to
Hear the sad doctrine of lost ones again Ride on the furrow of despair Obey the factory until you meet the end To runaway you should not dare Supremacy
There is a poison in my mind My vain ambitions burn in me Another dream's buried alive Another heaven I'll never see So now the devil's in my soul And
Mother holds the schemes of a life to be In the matrix mind you will have to roam Tripping over selective memory Down a channel that runs alone Glass
One has to see what isn't shown One has to hear what isn't said One has to get what can't be owned And then to live when all is dead Frustration is the
Ruse of the snake He bites again Closing the light Cain has reborn Greed in the eyes Man has to fight Greed, ambition, vengeance Vectors of avarice
Always impress Always possess Cover the stress Never depress Kiss and repute Clean and pollute Share and dispute Deny the truth Don't be concerned Life
Leavens of fools betray the taste Of all the dreams that I embrace I have enough of all the waste There is a faith I must retrace I feel my burst of
You'll face your own apocalypse And the void you denied You forced your ingress into realms Ready meant to decline Your credit bliss has been overcharged
Subtle vibrations invading your mind Counterprojections distorting the scenes Waves of coercion forbid you to climb Holding the presence of doubt in
See the grain that's falling from above The falling piece of sky It's time to turn the hourglass again and some more hope you'll buy Aren't you scared
Une coulisse faite de pluie symptomatique Transpiration d'un exces d'amour pathetique Ternes couleurs d'un arc-en-ciel achromatique Et hier pourtant,