- A Prey To Time
I mere a pray to time
Make myself believe
In all the lies of father’s built and hence remained unfaced
This burden breaking me
Yet satisfying me
Am I the one who’s destined to consume or be consumed
Indecisive self
- Clear Eyes, Full Hearts
Drawing lines so random
the borders of the mind
confining peoples' property
based on grown child's fear
Defining ourselves through every ground we call a home
how proudly we show idle hands
we show idle hands
- Holy Grounds
Man becomes beast, just driven by his instinct
living for nothing but the will to destroy
And long forgotten the mother's love, the father's care
A nation in fear
Blood spilt on these grounds,
Will never dry, will never be forgotten and in vain
We share the pain,
- Idols
We've worshipped and overthrown the gods, declared them dead /
As we became humble servants to mass delusion /
Slave to a king / We ourselves, we have created
Idols for the broken / Idols for the weak
Idols for the broken / For the weak
The likes of us / Knees sore / Blinded as we are /
- Out At Sea
Darkened days still we head into the dawn, but I fear uncertainty
I'm not letting you go, though we are out at sea
Patiently you hold my hand, even waves can't ease your grip
My heavy mind drags down, but you give hope to me
You are what means the most to me
You graciously give hope to me
And we are out at sea
- Ruin And Glory
Left alone
Others move on, in shadows I remain
Centuries of pain gone by
You drown in blackened seas
My hope shall break
through black veils
Exile night
- Seasons
You've gone too far
Cannot remain like this
Confined
without a space to breathe
We never, find relief
A chance to say these words
Embrace our mistakes, find relief
Another "No" from you
- The Great Machine
Too many times, they have laid, waste to all but my ideals
I've lost count, of the tears, along the way
We've been down this road, still those numbers,
dictate our every move our every feeling, this inner wasteland
Death will be our sole salvation
Rise up against the great machine,