1. PERENNIAL DISTENSION

...And for centuries now we've burned...

The world is changing
Mankind has never been so close
Yet so far apart
As we stand by idly,
Wallowing in our own ignorant bliss
Can we change in these
Days of Perversion?

Outside the spectrum of life that we see
We cannot grasp the scope of true humanity
In the equation of forced geography
There is no perfect sum of real equality
Behind the pictures they want us to see
There lies no end to suffering or tragedy
They have no concept of consequence
Therefore it matters not to them if you are dead

The perennial distention
Of mankind upon the Earth
Consuming all of the resources
And forever giving birth

To take it out is beyond fucking fantasy
You know they can't, we've smothered you in humanity

The perennial distention
Of mankind upon the Earth
Consuming all of the resources
And forever giving birth

To take it out is beyond fucking fantasy
You know they can't, we've smothered you in humanity

Debt is the bringer of war
Debt is the bringer of war
Debt is the bringer of war
Life is the bringer of death

Drowning in a million tears
Burning for a thousand years
Whispers from the dead
Warning us of the end...

Can we wash away a thousand years of inhumanity?
Forging ahead whilst leaving others far behind
Let us not turn away from the struggles we've created
We can stop this plight
Reveal the true powers of mankind!


2. CRUSHED

I exude total pain
Embody agony
With every breath I take
I exhale once again

I have nothing left to give, but my fucking sanity
I have found the will to live deep inside my mental faculties
Try to look inside yourself, you will find a hive of wealth
Look behind your vanity, there lies hope beyond sick charity

I have nothing left to give, but my fucking sanity
I have found the will to live deep inside my mental faculties
Try to look inside yourself, you will find a hive of wealth
Look behind your vanity, there lies hope beyond mere charity

Crushed - in hyperbole
The appearance of lines across our lives
Fading into the distance
Hope is never lost...

...Just open your eyes


3. OF SERVITUDE AND BONES

Who is Man? Does he have an image any more? Who is God?
Who is God? Has he created something worse, and named him Man?

I have no love for any of your Gods.
Man's creation has turned into a sick obssession.
Can no longer look at one another, without thinking- who are you and who is your God?

Dance! Dance for me! All of you are puppets!
Dance! Dance for me! All of you are puppets!
Dance! Dance for me! All of you will follow me!

Why bury your face in the mud!?
Why bury your face in the mud!?
I see the world falling under the Gods of despair!!
I see the world falling under the Gods of despair!!

Look into their eyes, you'll see the megalomania!!

I have no fear, man's beast will bite him in the end.
His creation spreads global fear and immolation.
Can no longer look at one another, without thinking- will this man die against his nation?

They've sealed your fate.
Your choice to make.