Besedila:
Unexpect Fables Of The Sleepless Empire

: On the right, Words bleed in delicious erratic motions To waltz and lunge deeply onto the frail paper dungeons With grace, spill their stealthy meaning

: Now it?s time to trade my space breath for a dancing revolution As the rings of Saturnus, the battle shall transform me and I?ll be the War God?s aura

: Life still resonates in us And the echoes of its memory coagulate our resolve to believe in this fading stance that is called Love The Reaper himself

: Hazy?need some nourishment? Feed me some delectable time Feed me tasty impulsions Gear-wheels all shouting in unison: FEED ME !!!! Destabilization

All over the living sphere In labyrinths of olden tunnels Carved by forgotten forces A sneaky revolution has taken form Insidious and unexpected Plugged

All over the living sphere In labyrinths of olden tunnels Carved by forgotten forces A sneaky revolution has taken form Insidious and unexpected Plugged

Now it?s time to trade my space breath for a dancing revolution As the rings of Saturnus, the battle shall transform me and I?ll be the War God?s aura

Life still resonates in us And the echoes of its memory coagulate our resolve to believe in this fading stance that is called Love The Reaper himself

It has come to this? We've been looking for the savior for thousands of years, but became blind on the way And the Blinds are dreaming of the color of