The pale sun spits a slow death down to this blinded mankind while the wooden horse of science elevates a grey hell to the sky So the little superbrains
On the air Words of wisdom spread across this land And nod your head in faithful trust in me So senseless - there's no doubt about it So senseless - when
Where do we go? Wake up people! We're on a deadrace There is no time! How can you believe it or trust it? This system's proved that it's absurd Settings
Sweet leaf, why did you turn around I'm stumblin' snowblind through the trees But what is this, that stands before me It's an iron man of the grave Laughing
[Introduction] [instrumental] [Eruption] [instrumental] [Beyond The Gates] Time - passing as the world changed it's face Past - all that used to be
Originally performed by Genesis Holy Mother of God You've got to go faster than that to get to the top. Dirtly old mountain All covered in smoke, she
[R. Hubert]
Your tired eyes cannot light yourpath This weariness! It's hard to stay awake Time goes by. You can't afford to waste away Your mission needs your strenghts
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Gates far behind Priests out of mind Endless the night Nocturnal flight Eyes in the dark, Wait for the spark Waste everywhere... Peril in sight Pray
"Oh, god, I'm so fed up with this conceited talks about right and unright, with their so called important topics while they cannot even look over the
With tired eyes, too soared to rest I feel so cold inside This weariness! But I can't sleep It keeps me stay awake, oh, why? Through the old window From
Now it came so far (with me) I was really scared (ha, ha) Today I'm risen from this sphere I was to see it at once This is my kingdom, I'm bestof it all
Can't they imagine that we (don't) need no more no more fighting 'cause what is it for They all fooled us These stupid rulers Those who followed soon
Sacrifice the innocent Free the guilty - Where is the sense Nothing certain, nothing left You sleep heavy, dream of death They kill for gods which they
Wading through the oceans of minced dreams while they puke some little pieces of surreal truth to feed the stupid crowd The endless kiss of him that made
Ambitious I am Gonna save this world Drums beating Soldiers marching Don't stand in our way Over the hills We march The final showdown is near I am chosen
I belong to those from somewhere nowhere, everywhere We constructed your race for a special task At last you failed You'll be wiped out Without a warning
