Liquid phantom fields of motion For those who cannot see the future Like masked sands of deception The wave of the future foundation Green fields
So I reach inside the raging galaxy And grab some small glittering oddity Such a creation - so crippled and deranged A tiny figure in the bizarre cosmic
Through the Dark I storm with hate, ablaze with gruesome might Again destruction walks my path as I battle for the night Blackwinds come and lift
Like crusades across the infinite, night swallowed light Cursed were the minions rebellion, An image of the serpents creation Reveal and enter the passage
From the storm of shadows In the mist of night Through the dark masterlands of time Hear my cries of hate Hate for all As I wander through the cold
Breath through the chasm of night Wander off into the mountain Where many a king has fone Before the dawn of time Misty paths enlighten my way To
I drank a goblet of fire I cut out the prophet's tongue But still the sun refused to move I tore a hole in the web of sanity The very fabric of
In the name of the future Confused the angel beholds the master The little people are coming for me Behold the curse of mortality In the name of the
Dead center in the middle of nowhere Coma existence surrounded by the living dead There is no hope, there is no tomorrow You took our world and you bled
Get down on your knees and feed the illusion Get down on your knees and prolong the delusion Superstition is the religion of the feeble mind Liberty and
From the mist of a thousand nights A chilling wind howls forth Lonely souls set to hunt A sky both dark and cruel In times before the light In times before
In the darkness of space They suffer in temptation Dementia creeping closer But what difference does it make? Sometimes the best way up is down And for
Was it everything they told you? Was it all the things they promised you? Was it everything they told you? Was it everything they said it would be? Strange
There's nothing left inside your world, it's dying Just close your eyes, eternity is just another game You're just another clone, so shed your skin now
Bastard proclamations of a dying nation Social deconstruction through deceit and deception Hit us with your pointing stick, golden arches crucifix We
When the wolfs howl in sorrow And the sun is as pale as snow When darkness sweeps the land And the seas have turned to blood We shall once more come forth
Stand aside for the new world order Systematic, aristocratic Don't deceive yourself, get out of the way We command and you obey Beautiful to be the joker
Man turns animal Too many lies breeds too many flies It's evolution through confusion Hate is never without reason Love is never without treason Monkey
