The End of an Era

Power, Is the only thing that you desire. Glory, All your dreams are false like you. This world is so cruel, Whatever you do is rewarded with pain. This world is so rebel, If you play this game you will die with the other sheeps. This will be the end

The War Machine Embodiment (Lyrics by Josh Harrell / Music by Malcolm Pugh) inside the belly of a beast made of flesh and steel my flesh and blood no longer seem so real inside this war machine that has blurred my sight distorting my vision of what's

My searching eyes have never been so intrigued to see you, I guess, you found a way to make ten minutes last forever, With each passing moment we drift further away... Closer to our chosen paths But I can't help remembering what was... what might hav