Som åska i ett skyfall
Fyller ryggar med knivar
Luftslottet brinner
Ändå är det alltid dom som vinner
Concealed, never to reveal
The chosen fractions of your design
A false reality
Forced upon us to be kept in line
We're all part of a grand deception
Subliminal in our perception
An agenda operating in secrecy
We play along and swallow your subtle lies
All eyes are shut as the ruptures expand
We play along as slaves to your enterprise
The issue exists and no measures are taken
Do you stand behind the preconditions for a great divide
The world burns and it is in your best interest
Genocide continues yet we abide
The messages between the lines
The common people bleed in growing desolation
While you escape every single allegation
What's there to see when the curtain falls
Crime and corruption masked by these eloquent words
No moral compass
A network of tyrannic intent
Do you stand behind the preconditions for a great divide
The world burns and it is in your best interest
Genocide continues yet we abide
The messages between the lines