Nightrage

Wrapped In Deceitful Dreams
Show them how it's meant to be a machine When you wake up you'll be a slave for all to see When you dream You'll dream in sequence Tools for the fools who keep this unrealistic Lead us all to the war (the war of all lost souls) With our sons and daughters (may they rest in peace) Bleed them out, left and right I can't oblige this way of life That's what it's like to be wrapped in deceitful dreams A maze of dead promises Every day is a new fight Nursed sentiments and revenge on my mind Seas of eternal silence with your empty memory Tactless remarks aggravate my soul Enter the sorrow The impending menace of our crisis From Letras Mania