Empty pointless products Of re-creative indusrty Put into new world Welcome cryonic revivals!
Past is in their minds They are afraid to admit That history is ended They are totally wilted
Sick and tired You search for negation That you’re voiceless puppets Follow your instinct!
You live in vain You’re so wretched Existence on your knees Is your fate
Your life is a lie You refused from salvation Now you are done Murk is your destination
You are possessed and frustrated Here you are strangers But who could predict it? Fear and madness Are your fellow travelers Stop your chasing And obey the prevalence
Now you are hiding Nowhere you can run This is your decision Transformation has begun
Sick and tired You search for negation That you’re voiceless puppets Follow your instinct!
You live in vain You’re so wretched Exist on your knees Is your fate
Your life is a lie You refused from salvation Now you are done Murk is your destination