Every culture race and creed Domination runs through its veins The bad seed Condemning integration to survive So vicious is self righteousness All
damage is done Choking with black corrosive pollution Rubbing salt in your wounds, I will arise to Destroy you Demolish you Rip up, the foundation of life Grip you, from below Grip
Take the mask off show the fiend Take the mask off show the fiend Vows of loyalty fertile the promise Catch the glimmer follow spinning wheels Quick easy
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War between one Supporting temptation Relentless conclusive seduction MOving faster, fucked up tormented Poverty bites, but comes in second Needing now
Still and silent in the tomb The mystery it starts to move Bound and wrapped golden faced Disorder fills the sacred place Invisible in their mindst illusive
Time heals, time heals old wounds Bad habits die hard, bad habits die hard Tired of, tired of self Tired of selfinfliction, selfinfliction, selfinfliction
Step from my shadow Rejoin your past communion Melt with empty dominions Angels carrying weapons Crying insanity left on the threshold Frozen shaking
We can't keep something alive That has no heart Doing what is good Is not doing what is right So the beat goes on Time has come to be a hero See your
Welcome to my house of sadness Welcome to my house of sadness Surreal in ist week foundation Stillness moves through anciant walls Sun shines glinting
Lure of the good life, lead into the promised land Crossing over boarders hand in hand Giving trust in the face of danger The battle of control has just
What you waiting for Enemy at my door, what are you waiting for Demon preacher tracking me, I have no place to run Enemy in my mind, desperate and sublime
Seal your fate, seal your fate Seal your fate, seal your fate Souless, forgotten in time Deep hunger flows in the veins Of the anciant Seducing dreams
Branded, forced into exile Cinical routine, family union dissolved Accused, abandonment, dead beat Admonished, siblings, severed values detached Hear
Severe the senses, dominate, divide Born from pain Falling victim to own vengeance again Born from pain, rise Push me, shove me, push me down To see the
Scored primed and packed geared up Rules are none move with the pack Chopped and spread lines reflect white Reasoning fades into the second day Searching