1. INTRO

(Instrumental)


2. ALTERED REALITY

Altered reality by machinery
Oblivious to the world misfortunes
Without putting a face to humanity
Wearing unrequited roles

The disappointment that day by day
Evades smiles already lost
As increasingly larger holes
Surrounding us with absolute nothingness.

Default blurred vision
Messages translucent to fear
Cold daggers, boredom
Constant reiteration control

[Chorus]
It's time to sacrifice the physical
Avoid future robotic mirrors
Acting on our mind
Coz thinking will set us free....

Sacrifices to telematic glasses
Challenges to the hypnotic present
A built mass and imaginary
Desperate to go back

Just a matter of time
That education is destabilized
The maze becomes infinite
Reiterating no way out

[Chorus]

Now these ages
Are Rusty, are bleak....
We forget,
In the abyss we are...


3. BLIND SLAVES

Empty speeches from iron thrones
None of what you heard is real
You follow the masses without doubts
Keep playing the game of fear

Nothing you’ve seen it makes sense
Not from your imagination, no
They sell what they want you to buy
Nothing you’ll really need, no

It’s fear,
Uncertainty,
Doubt.
Darkness,
Silence,
Emptyness

[Chorus]
All lies
Revived from graves,
Grim thoughts,
Blasphemy !

That forces you to be :
A deaf, mute, blind slave

It’s fear,
Uncertainty,
Doubt.
Darkness,
Silence,
Emptyness

Think by your own
Don’t trust anyone
Break the rules
Divert the path !

Don’t be part of their...
Blind slaves !
Blind slaves !


4. LOSS

I never had it
I cannot let it stand
To know you’re leaving
I cannot allow it

[Chorus]
Asking for mercy
Begging time, with you
A minute with you, a life without you

I never had it
I cannot let it stand
This rage, this unreason
I’ll have to accept it, you’re leaving
But I’ll never forget you

Tell me you’ll be with me, tell me you’re not leaving me
You’ll be by my side, though not true

[Chorus]


5. REGENERATION

We don't take on our future pain
Although we are still alive and still breathing
Business as usual
No change in consciousness
And it will be too late

A struggle hands of hypocrisy
A long lasting battle, lost
With currency exchange, life
While ironically it dies.

The turnaround occurs when all hearts cry
And The Earth leaves us, hates us and considers us
Pathetic !

[Chorus]
If only a few were many more
The perception of hope would return
Sharing our time and fighting
By regeneration
Everything would change.

Now the truth chokes and the reason is not breathing
No truce
Puppets’ power will carry on skewing
Until there is nothing left to save
Worthless values, voids
That are charged with ignorance and no will

Hardly we’ll be back to the priority of living
This will be the last mystery
The first to die

[Chorus]


6. OUTRO

(Instrumental)