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Is this, is this the end?
Hands tied to this sinking ship
Release what's left of you
Reveal who you truly are
Your true and passionate existence
This world is a cold hard place
These chains are thick as hell
They hurt and cut you open

Settings standards just to hear the sound of annihilation. And I partake in this act of global suicide. Setting standards just to feel life collapse by itself. And I take a last look at this land. Burned to the point of no return. Standing aside all my life, silent witness of this world that I hate so much. Dehumanized once for all. Apathy rules my life, not much can touch me now. Apathy rules my life. This world is what we've made it; this life is not worth the pain we must face everyday. Wasting what is left, spitting my blood to the face of humanity. Wasting what is left. I chose peace. I chose my own death. Burning what is left, spitting my blood to the face of humanity. Burning what is left. I chose peace. I chose my own death. This life has brought us pain. Pain has brought us hate. Hate led us to fear. Fear has brought us death. This agony called life is coming to and end. Stoicism in my veins, I embrace the end. This time there's no turning back. Standing aside all my life, silent witness of this world that I hate so much. Dehumanized once for all. Apathy rules my life, not much can touch me now. Apathy rules my life. This world is what we've made it; this means war.

As failure becomes so imminent, broken, I walk away;
Was this all in vain?

We once had a dream... it's now dying
Helpless I assist, I assist to our utopia's end

All these years spent building this foundation...
Now trading hope for sorrow

I can see you're scared
And I can see your hands shaking like leaves
"Blessed are the peacemakers, the children of God"
And we all witness the massacres in it's name
The genocides it creates
And we all witness and we all partake
I can see you coward
Just like a man scared of dark

Can you feel the anguish, the anguish taking over?
Thrown into this world with no essence
We are what we asked for;
Rapists and architects of decay and destruction

We claim our innocence...
We claim our innocence...

Morbid globetrotters
With invisible hands designed to strangle
This is my fatalist vision
I hate to admit
Let it die.
Let it blow up in our face
We failed to prevail and now all there is...
The stench of death, across the earth

Taken from the nest and programmed to obey. No hope. No faith.
Shall penetrate my shell. No hope of awaking a world hardened by centuries of oppression.
Held down. Head under water. Can’t breathe. Drowning.
Each step forward brings me two steps back. Finding peace in the statue of employee.
Plastic rewards sometimes leaves me blind. Emancipation through an act of violence.
Held down. Head under water. Can’t breathe. Drowning. The dream is dead and now long forgotten.

Honour is at stake. Slave is my name.
Honour at stake. Modern age slavery.
Living each day as the last of an existence deprived of meaning.
Forced fed mentality. Imposed value system.
To accept our condition is to perpetuate the crime.
Make my word. I shall be free.
Breaking my chain with the strength of despair.
Hate is at a stage that words can no longer express and only violence seems to satisfy me.

Never More

Face down
Obey to who is ordering:
God and master
Each one of us has someone to please
Work more, faster, the show, it must go on
Work more, spend more

When it's all been said and done
Our actions will speak for themselves

Industrial madness;
Apocalyptic vision created by men
This is the end, nothing is worthy to be saved
Mankind has finally reached the bottom
This is the end

Religious soldier praying for a blessed kill count
That will lead his people to a false victory.
The antagonist, blinded by the faith he has for another great dictator
Just to know any success in killing.
Both sides are armed and ready for the next sacrifice:
A way used by those in power to hide economical interests under a crusade.
Conditioned as they fight.
Ready? The show will begin.

Prowling along the edge of misery
Suffocating on hope of better days
Questioning minds fed with the myth of opportunity

Born-dead: Death at birth
Unwanted: Still essential
Exploited: As they want
Born-Dead: But shall rise

One more sleepless night. Cold sweat and nightmares waking me up.
Can’t close my eyes on this. One more sleepless night. Cold sweat and nightmares waking me up.
Can’t close my eyes on this world. Can’t close my eyes.
Staying focused. Eyes open in a synthetic world. Sleepless. The everyday torment.
Eyes open in a synthetic world. Sleepless. The absence of meaning.
In a world that won’t see the error of our way. I can’t help it: feeling empty.
One more sleepless night. Cold sweat and nightmares waking me up.
Can’t close my eyes on this. One more sleepless night.

The air is humid
And the floor is cold.
Prisoner.
Crime unknown.

Prisoner.
Awaiting my sentence.

This is the casket you sleep in
Oh poor ape, living futile life
Searching for the truth
Denying the only certainty he'll ever have
Righteous man, living by the book
Blaming the devil for each and all modern ills
A lifestyle that pacifies your existence
It's your false concept of progress

Profit has no limits. The invisible hand, the icon, we now can put a face on it.
One day you’ll feel the pain you perpetuated all your life.
Business based on sufferance. The blood, the blood, the tears the torture.
Your words can not be trusted anymore. The blood, the blood the tears the torture.
How do you manage to sleep at night? The stain of blood on your hands: you can’t hide it all your life.
Your crime won’t go unpunished. Business based on sufferance.
The blood, the blood, the tears the torture. Your words can not be trusted anymore.
The blood, the blood, the tears the torture. Vengeance.

Desparate times. Despair pushed us on our...
Desparate times. Despair pushed us on our knees.

Desparate times. Despair pushed us on our knees!

Bow down one too many times. Rising.

Dead is our will to change this world.

This is the sound of human waste. Worshipping the new leaders of destruction.
Spilling blood... No more: Pain nor hope. We don't care, the end is near.
It's falling down. This is life, this is pain. This is real, this is hell.
This path leads us nowhere yet we keep following.
This path leads us to what we always have feared.
This path leads us to this world's fatal destiny.
This is the path that'll end it all by tomorrow. The sound of human waste.
Can't you hear the voices of a thousand victim: The new world order makes no compromise.