Abstract believer -

Who follows will fall

Do you know your true gods inside?

It is us

But your mind is so small...



Bastard!

I will make you believe in me

Present impressions are calling for change

Take place for a structure of false dignity

So I suffer

You break

We will harvest -

The seeds are awake

The conflict size will breed the upcoming demise

Creation -

We will pay for the lies...



Eden, where is Eden?

I've been searching so long...

Eden what is Eden?

My heart can't be wrong...

Dreams for your weak lives

Will you make them come true?

When Eden is calling

Calling for you...



Fake of visions

And deny of prophecies

We know it all

Forgotten is what let us see

Concrete is what men can be

Estranged perfection comes with sanity

So you suffer

I broke

The seeds we harvest are sick and without hope

Your conflict size has bred the upcoming demise

Creation?

To high is your price...