Texty: A Canorous Quintet. Embryo Of Lies.

Hidden thoughts of hate
Trying to manipulate the fate
Unseen is the power of every man
They who see they don't understand
(blind, blinded by fear)
Truth they will not hear
Never ending sadness
Turn into pure madness

[*] a beautiful pattern op emptiness
An empire op distress
The ruler of darkness
In an embryo of lies

Unseen is the power of every man
They who see they don't understand
Never ending sadness
Turn into pure madness

[*repeat]

On memories they feed
But the air is so hard to breath
Short fragments of delight
To forget the icy fright

Wish nothig else but to die
And to stop the internal cry
Waiting for the end to come
Soon it will all be gone

[*repeat]