Towers climb through the breathless grey...
soon we burn

As the businessmen feed
Truth and beauty bleed
As they poison the well

Raise hell

Hear them whipping the slaves
Singing Jesus saves
You invented the cage

Raise hell

Writhe in the fire... Burn

Those that suckle the reigns
Buy and copulate
you've got fashion for brains

Raise hell

Writhe in the fire... Burn

In the night voices are calling
Through the past footsteps are falling
Long ago...so far from this world that turns to steal our souls
We were the free, we were the faithful

Look... turn your head to the sky
I'll be riding
Taste the earth and the wind and the rain... again

Follow me , back to the old days
Break the chain of today and it's cold way
Why should we belong to a worlds that turns to steal our souls
We can be free, we can be faithful

Turn your head to the sky
We'll be riding
We're the earth and the wind and the rain

I believe that we are forever
Our divinity cannot be severed
Why should we belong to a world that turns to steal our souls
Only the free can ever be faithful

Turn your head to the sky
We'll be riding
We're the earth and the wind and the rain

Here's to the mindless
Vacant and spineless
Forever hollow, they follow and feign

Cheers to our leaders
Slick elevated zeros
Packaged and plastic, they dance for the herd

Here's to your boxes
Your paradoxes
Grasping at freedom, you buy a shiny cage

Here's to religion
A world built upon exclusion
Scarred by illusion, you'll always obey

And as I walk through the filthy streets
Where all I loved has died
I'll raise my voice here into the sky
Now hear my War Cry

And as I walk through the filthy streets
Where all I loved has died
I'll raise my voice here into the sky
Now hear my War Cry

A weary world decays beneath a veil of cold synthetic light
Into the cameras' eyes we fade

As nature gives way to the wheel
In Shackles we're born
With meaningless toil, ignorance and consumption
We feed the machine

Whisper the warning to the world
As it turns into a cage

Killing each other
Raping the mother
Cowering in shadow

Surrounded by concrete and steel
The ants form a line
They carry away all the color around us
To feed the machine

I see the future of this world
Smoldering in the haze

Killing each other
Raping the mother
Cowering in shadow

Surrounded by concrete and steel
In cages we're born
Meaningless toil, ignorance and consumption
We feed the machine

Leeching the beauty from this world
As it turns into a cage

Killing each other
Raping the mother
Cowering in shadow

Across a sea of sand a treasure waits
Buried 'neath the past, a living gate
A voice ever calling me
Through golden dreams... destiny

"Damned is he who takes from the hand of my sleeping shadow"

In the city of the Dead
They come for everything
Follow the voice that sings
I crush they're unbelief
Black wings await the thief

I struggle on... I've journeyed for so long... for glory...
They say I will be damned, entombed beneath the sand...
A story

My City of the Dead
I'll Break your unbelief

I reach the gate... no time to contemplate tomorrows
A strange power holding sway
Dark eyes within the maze
"The Shadow"

"Awake, I rise in wrath and call your name in a place closed... now open
Damned is he who takes from the hand of my sleeping shadow
Though he may have all that lay within... Forever"

"You've come for everything

I judge your unbelief"

A story to be told a dream of shining gold..so hollow
The fallen find their way, brave kings become the slaves... of "The Shadow"

Pay the price

Bend then fade
Wither like leaves-feed a closing space
Let go of hope, bury the dreams that have died
Or carry their weight through the Never

There is no destiny-shining through the void
No... no savior to set you free
On you sail the Never

On you sail
As reverie sleeps under waves of lead
Pounding a line, knowing it leads us nowhere
We stumble away through the Never

Innocence left for dead
Holding it's hollow head
And the camera is watching you
In vain the angels beat their hollow wings
Hearing you call they sing..." the camera is watching you"

No... There is no destiny crawling through the void
No savior will set you free
On you sail the Never

Another day.. walking alone through the faceless grey
Live in the dark praying the end will be bright
Carrying stones through the Never

Innocence left for dead
Holding it's hollow head
And the camera is watching you
In vain the angels beat their hollow wings
Hearing you call they sing... "the camera is watching you"

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Out of a twisted womb I crawl
The child of stone and tainted blood
And I

I am the chosen... I'm the one
Ordained to right the hand of God
The meek will drench the Altar

Suffer... Like me

Run, Run, Run... All will drown beneath the Grey Tide

As flesh is town in the steel hail
Souls left to howl in the dark wind
And so the end

The many gods drawn to my side
Weave mighty spells...and for all time
I dwell within the ether

Suffer... Like me

Run, Run, Run... All will drown beneath the Grey Tide

Smoking ashes drifting through the sky, a thousand voices asking why
"Ana-I nathrakh, u-rth va-s bethud, dokhje-I djenvo"

Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise

Suffer... Like me

Run, Run, Run... All will drown beneath the Grey Tide

I'm the boy in the corner
Crucified, spit running into my eyes
As the sound of your laughter teaches me how to hate you
Every whole that you carve bleeds me empty and cold

Behind this mask of silence
The watcher waits, wrapped in a sleeping fire
After all you have taken only one thing I can give you
From the holes that you carved some-thing's coming to crawl

I am reborn
Here I am God
Stand and be judged...or will you run

I've been waiting, contemplating
Building a web in which I am no longer the fly
All this bleeding, burning, yearning
Turning me into this thing that I've become

Swallowed screams choked by tape bound here in the dark
My will and my way-you are only the start

I'm drifting through a waking dream
Blood congealing on the floor
The pendulum swings again
Won't you save me, call my name

Beware the boy in the corner
Watching you, wrapped in a sleeping fire
After all that you've taken, only one thing he can give you
From the holes that you carved some-thing's coming to crawl

Free falling through a waking dream
Blood congealing on the floor
No answer from above
Blood congealing on the floor