Transcendence

(альбом: Conclusion Of An Age - 2008)

Inside we continue to search for thoughts
Beliefs filling the void
There is nothing but a resolute
Craving for comfort in powers beyond our control

And the journey begins for thoughts
Beliefs filling the void
There is nothing but an empty heart
Craving for solace amidst the fray

It won't be long 'til the parody falls
It won't be long until we are lost
His blood be on us and on our children
Will you justify?

Nations in an eternal war for thoughts
Beliefs centuries old
You are merely but a breath away
Lost in the moment in taking a life

In the name of your God
For thoughts...beliefs cleansing the earth
Who are you to criticise?
You fight for nothing but a lie

It won't be long 'til the parody falls
It won't be long until we are lost
His blood be on us and on our children
Will you justify?

Blood is split for centuries
Lawlessness, mobocracy
Pestilence, anarchy
All in the name of the powers that be
All hypocrisy

It won't be long til the parody falls
It won't be long until we are lost