Metat[r]on

I hear a voice in my mind There is a gate concealed My emotions are so blind, Nothing revealed Tumultuous thoughts on the face A dementia in deep My emotions are so blind, It's an infected creep Strange layers of our pride, forever lost Vividness of

The Machine - Darkwell The visions have become real A technocratic sight, Mankind's flow corrupted Dimensions of control. The arch-emotions are lost, But desire remains. A free spirit again unwanted. A machine, Newtopias heart The future curse The ma

[Chorus] Let me go, to this world See my pain, sacrificed Flee my row, in unease Filth no gain, is my doom In the warm dusk, birth of life's spark Thrown in this world of greed The essence flask, sense stays in dark Decay of seed In a mace of colder

As the beings spawned dulcet offspring's, the fruit heavens children saw them in the dawn their lust enraged their blood The leader knew of the guilt plenty to share, they swore an oath on maledictions it was build they descended from heaven in innoc