- Lyrics
- Album list
Forlorn
-
Cubes
The madness is complete Chaos is order, all as one Empty shells without matter Degenerating and collapsing
Untouchable are the sinners of slavery Unforgivable democracy False is true. The handmade truth Molded to pleasure and please To imprision the free
I say: 'Arm yourself' Release your fear upon others Inflict pleausure upon the worthy Upon the few
Mechanic order, organic chaos Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A painting by sand bliss A painting without paint. An inkless tattoo Dead. All are dead
Resistance is everywhere, Will it ever end By my hand or a simple wish
Power of thougth. Pain Release me from captivity
Make way bastards I am angry
-
|