yes we want be free tonight! Blood and fire, Winged shapes of steel Spit on the ground Let the war begin! Hail to winners Now and ever Pain for losers, pain
, yes we want be free tonight! Blood and fire, Winged shapes of steel Spit on the ground Let the war begin! Hail to winners Now and ever Pain for losers, pain
not afraid to sacrifice And I don't care bout your advice As I spread my wings and fly No love - it's pain you've come to feed In mental strain I crawl
happens it?s like honey and pain horns in the rain misty seas and mysteries a dog with no name it?s that time again not sure if I?m sleeping but the vision
spades from a life of pain i don't care 'cause i don't give a fuck it tears a path right through me a systematic vision of survival a struggle i alone
my wheels Since my vision's be restored Trip me once shame on you Trip me twice I'm the fool Thought it's hidden I've been cured Patience is divine
the glyph of the vision To have a god within, under the name of legion Love of night manifests infinitely eternally Love of darkness signifies the enlightened life eternally Into the divine
divine image Swarming the faithful Crushing the unity of all that is holy The coming of eternal war Prepare for the end of your divine image Swarming
it's like honey and pain horns in the rain misty seas and mysteries a dog with no name it's that time again not sure if I'm sleeping but the vision's
light of spring an officer removes his chains His mood is pained as he re-enters the world his vision true again Takes a step and says in a divine statement
my wheels Since my vision's been restored Trip me once, shame on you Trip me twice, I'm the fool Thought it's hidden I've been cured Patience is divine
seer's hand you're suffering pain only steel can stand [Bridge:] Stay well on your way and follow the sign full your own promise and do what's divined
the war Never knew what mom was crying for (Never knew what mom was crying for) The other piece that shines in his mind was a divine first love Sewn-made
We've got the fever of all of the night We've got the pain of the dark side of love We've got the fire that burns and more We've got the beast in us all
Lost in the hot cyclops anarchy Possession Invention Blood, blood Spirits, spirits Spirits, spirits Calling, calling Where will these visions lead? How
pain not to be forgotten Not even joy can throw its light Over this darkened place misery gets enjoyable In this imprisonment of emptiness Mind exploding visions
