Abstract believer - Who follows will fall Do you know your true gods inside? It is us But your mind is so small...
Bastard! I will make you believe in me Present impressions are calling for change Take place for a structure of false dignity So I suffer You break We will harvest - The seeds are awake The conflict size will breed the upcoming demise Creation - We will pay for the lies...
Eden, where is Eden? I've been searching so long... Eden what is Eden? My heart can't be wrong... Dreams for your weak lives Will you make them come true? When Eden is calling Calling for you...
Fake of visions And deny of prophecies We know it all Forgotten is what let us see Concrete is what men can be Estranged perfection comes with sanity So you suffer I broke The seeds we harvest are sick and without hope Your conflict size has bred the upcoming demise Creation? To high is your price...