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Artiste:
Forsaken, The
Titre:
Deamon Breed
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Deamon breed Deamon breed Machines as fathers for our creations Tissues burned and recycled We're nailed against our own perfection... We're nailed against our own perfection... Our own visions will drain our bodies A dreaming phobia, a reality - controlled Strife of perfection a strife to control A higher mind caress our souls Formed as shells for a new age Formed as shells for evolution chambers A broken morale - integrity bereaved Insanity came true - within were dead Machines as fathers for our creations Tissues burned and recycled We're nailed against our own perfection... We're nailed against our own perfection... Experiments for the next generation A process that has sealed our lives Injections have burned our minds We have defied mother's laws Formed as shells filled with fear Formed as shells for the breed to emerge A broken morale - integrity bereaved Insanity came true - within we're dead Deamon breed - control denied Deamon breed - suffer mother's wrath Deamon breed - control denied Deamon breed - suffer mother's wrath [Lead: Holm] The human race, a fading memory, within an artificial intelligence The human race, annihilated by it's creations The human race, controlled by the deamon breed Control the deamon breed - control denied The human race, controlled by the deamon breed Control the deamon breed - control denied Machines as fathers for our creations Tissues burned and recycled We're nailed against our own perfection... We're nailed against our own perfection... Our own visions have drained our minds A dreaming phobia from reality come Within the shells cold winds blow A lifeless landscape - reality gone Formed as shells for a new age Formed as shells for evolution chambers A broken morale - integrity bereaved Insanity came true - within were dead [repeat chorus...]