Dreaming away, losing control, Feeding the anger with fake fairy tales. Standing alone, keeping the throne From different foes in different scales.
Heading for rest, eyeing the thieves, Thinking 'bout doom. 'tis your success. Walking among deadmen who live and Madmen who rule this great progress!
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//verse_ii/
Bible is black, with symbols erased, Fitting desire of the tyrant. Faking the words, so embarassed, Darkly embraced by holy fire. Heading for truth, war face to face. Looking for clues. 'Tis your treason. Doing the best, in this goddamn race, Trying to find something different... Reason!
//UNIT STATE: COMA STAGE/.
Chorus: Where is the reason? The Ratio feeding the system. Where is the reason? There's something different! There's something different!
//UNIT STATE: CRYOSTASIS./ //UNIT STATE: NEW DATA DOWNLOAD./ //UNIT STATE: NO BAD REQUESTS./ //UNIT STATE: DOWNLOAD COMPLETED./
Voices: Why had I deserved it for? Why won't my father ever come back? Why do I allow to command me? Why do I continue to convince myself that everything is all right? Why had I lost everything that I had? Why am I so miserable? Why am I doomed to live in poverty? Why is this world so cruel?
Chorus: Where is the reason? The Ratio feeding the system. Where is the reason? There's something different! There's something different!