Third Realm - New World Order | Текст песни

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• Third Realm
• New World Order

your automatic, so dramatic, drink the media, and now you're drunk on their words, a perfect lie
when all you have is what they sell, you kill yourself inside, and now your fate becomes a game for them to guide
uphold the law, senses withdraw, destroy the common mind, march in the line of the divine, don't be suprised
when everything you think is real becomes the question why, you can't decide, only comply, they will provide

how can I be anything now? trade emotions for your pride, we live in this new world order, I will not back down or hide

we are demonic, electronic, so called wicked cold, and yet you are the one that goes against your soul
impress the boss, pray to the cross, promote their mass control, waste it away until your life falls in the hole
cry to the priest, free will deceased, robotic by design, you can't confess, while you suppress the social crime
when everything you think is real becomes the question why, you can't decide, only comply, they will provide