Kovenant
Pantomime
Burning bright in the industries of nightBetween the stars like a wanderer, across the sea of sunsI reached out for the radiant shadow of a figure with hornsDrawn like a moth to flame, and into the lion's denSpace cities of wonders, at an evolutionary dead-endPale electric shadows, locked together in common self-hatredAll it takes is an idea, a single word can change the worldI tried as hard as I could to make you understandThere's no difference between up or down out hereXenophobiaFive fingers are no longer enoughXenophobiaWe lost control a long time agoThe Judas halo, the betrayer spiritThe human ambition in all its disfigured gloryLiars of light, masters of nightWe all get what we deserve in the endXenophobiaFive fingers are no longer enoughXenophobiaWe lost control a long time ago
From Letras Mania