|
Transformed into void |
|
I realize... |
|
[Missing lines] |
|
Someone made a hole |
|
In the sky, left us blind. |
|
Tortured gear of the |
|
New millennium machine, |
|
Awakening the monster. |
|
Tongue-torn oracle, |
|
Yet my mouth is bleeding. |
|
Grotesque messiah |
|
In a living dead world. |
|
Living dead world. |
|
Falling deep. |
|
[Missing lines] |
|
Inhaling disbelief to run faster. |
|
Woe to the ones who ask why. |
|
The learning is complete, |
|
For we enclosure rage |
|
To draw death from death. |
|
A new code from sadness. |
|
No one will ask why. |
|
Inhaling disbelief to run faster. |
|
Woe to them. |
|
Restart into |
|
New ways of misery. |
|
We all invoke you, we still fear you. |
|
We all invoke you, we still fear you. |
|
Mass-produced passions, fears scheduled. |
|
No one will rise from here. |
|
Buried alive, the painful gift of recognition |
|
Burns inside me, burns inside me. |
|
I am awake. |
|
I am awake. |
|
Mass-produced passions, fears scheduled. |
|
No one will rise from here. |
|
Buried alive, the painful gift of recognition |
|
Burns inside me, burns inside me. |
|
I am awake. |
|
[Solos: Enrico / Francesco] |
|
We all invoke you, we still fear you. |
|
We all invoke you, we still fear you. |
|
We all invoke you, we still fear you. |
