To dare see beyond - is to believe There's no absolution - No penance to endure As I choose my own dagger To tear through - this cloak of deceit As we crawl through our lives As we wade through their filth Upon the throne in chains True humanity prevails
[02:07.352]To dare see beyond - is to believe [02:12.123]There's no absolution - No penance to endure [02:16.729]As I choose my own dagger [02:21.873]To tear through - this cloak of deceit [02:36.390]As we crawl through our lives [02:41.230]As we wade through their filth [02:46.391]Upon the throne in chains [02:51.075]True humanity prevails
To dare see beyond - is to believe There's no absolution - No penance to endure As I choose my own dagger To tear through - this cloak of deceit As we crawl through our lives As we wade through their filth Upon the throne in chains True humanity prevails
Release me from your world of lies I cannot bear this pain Degenerate machinery The monster we create Nausea, oh sweet nausea Genetic barcode hell Men...
Behind the curtain Laid to ruins Words that drift Into oblivion With every dawn The world deforms And as we fade Our truth it dies Our poetry of broke...
Look the herons in the green billed water Their wet ash wings wear medallions of patience We drift on, we have stories as old as the great seas Break ...
Eternal, now you live a dead lie Plague years, a walk down the trail of misery Put fire to your soul Set it ablaze A lunatic music, the end of flock k...
We are blind to the worlds within us Waiting to be born' I cast aside my chains Fall from reality Purgatory unleashed Now burn the face of the earth ...
My life fades, my visions dim All that remains are memories I remember a time of chaos A time of war As men began to feed on man Only the scavengers s...
Lyrics：Tomas Music：Alf/Anders Eternal flames won't cleanse my soul Racing through me, burning me Unpure I'll shine forever Wild darkness boil in veins...
Degeneration tears your blackened eyes The final descent for the last in life No joy in our tired lives - the torment builds inside The sun sets forev...
In this cell that is ours there is no pity No sunrise on the cold plain that is our soul No beckoning to a warm horizon The sun shall never greet my e...