Texty: Fear Factory. Transgression. Empty Vision.

A paralyzed mind embracing decay
Dead like carrion, just wasting away

There is nothing...

Numbed by excess and complete saturation
Scarred influence by degeneration

There is nothing...
There is nothing to believe

All has been lost
All have lost their way
Every eye has been disgraced

Dead like carrion
We must carry on

There is nothing...

Lost innocence and blank revelations
Searching for a hope in static transmissions

There is nothing...
There is nothing to believe

All has been lost
All have lost their way
Every eye has been disgraced

Every eye
Every eye

There is no reason for empty vision

All has been lost
All have lost their way
All has been lost
All have lost their way
Every eye has been disgraced

There's no reason for empty vision