Believing we are the crown of creation
We're driven by unattainable goals
A never ending desire for sensation
In return we're selling our souls

At once so foolish, all so wicked and insane
Draining our lifeblood till nothing remain
As if a Being, God or Fiend, could rei

Never saw it coming
Waking you up from the deepest sleep
A brutal nightmare
Fast becoming reality

Feeding (from your brain)
Thriving (from your pain)

Brought back to life
Mind unwilling to accept
Cursed are the nations
The gates have now been opened wide</

Far from the borders of sanity
Mountains of madness
Even the blind can see

Another world, another universe
No sign of blessing
No sign of curse

Get ready to go now
Get ready to fly high

Old patterns fade away
Structures fall

Are you ready to go now

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