Visual Aggression

 

Thousand decades in vain 
(Again) they strive for final completion 
Forgotten are the fast sins 
And the perfect creation calls 
 
What will the wind bring these days? 
The smell of self-deception? 
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage 
As they ride on visual aggression 
 
Once, I slept in confidence 
Sounds like I've been a fool 
Now, as my will is invisible 
(They shall) face the evoked curse alone... 
 
What will the wind bring these days? 
The smell of self-deception? 
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage 
As they ride on visual aggression 
 
Just fool yourself - a world of ignorance 
Will tear the walls - of dreams apart 
Vast signals - memories in black 
Sense is beyond - distorted any balance 
 
Flood of tears - you'll have to drink 
As the grail - is lying on the floor 
 
Don't ask for another messiah 
No martyr will save the stupid (again) 
Is truth what you believe? 
A prophet's tears will dry... 
 
What will the wind bring these days? 
The smell of self-deception? 
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage 
As they ride on visual aggression 
 
The watcher's eyes are closed 
As the dust covers the madmen again 
There'll be a new king 
And I was born to encounter him... 
 
What will the wind bring these days? 
The smell of self-deception? 
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage 
As they ride on visual aggression
 
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