Reality has... died... My way of life ending in decay New eras of the wind is blowing Clearing everything in its path Creating new world order Plague on a fictive level still haunts Computerized levels in the new world Taken from the mind of the insane Rose of orphans to fuel the creation A creation that is a ghost in mind Miles and miles of the dead but alive I wander in the desert landscape, Formed by the hands of evil I hear the bell chime, Fed to the massive machinery, That keeps forcing Soft walls encaged within ourselves The coming of a new world Who are we? Another mouth to feed Are we to walk the same path? Yanked from the machine, Which leeps me alive No air, no sight Terminated, control denied Gave up without a fight You colony of my disease I wander in the destert landscape, Formed by the hands of evil I hear the bell chime, Ther time has come Fed to the massive machinery, That keeps forcing Soft walls encaged within ourselves You make me tremble My complex from My disfigured body shaped I have drunk the blood I have eaten the flesh I wonder in the desert landscape, Formed by the hands of evil I hear the bell chime, Ther time has come Fed to the massive machinery, That keeps forcing Soft walls within ourselves