SMOKE MIRRORS
I cant recall where it all began, the story is far from over.
A psychosomatic, Automatic nightmare.
Heading for a broken future of our own creation,
Ill forge my own way out of this and start an Inquisition.
Whoa oh oh,
Up from the ashes we rise again.
Whoa oh oh,
I cannot live with smoke mirrors,
Let the war begin, just let them in,
Shadows needs to stop hiding from sight.
Welcome to dystopia where all of us reside.
I bid you all welcome, to a massive genocide.
Hear us screaming out for help, in a battle with ourselves.
Lock the doors and run for cover.
Whoa oh oh,
Up from the ashes we rise again.
Whoa oh oh,
I cannot live with smoke mirrors,
Let the war begin, just let them in,
Shadows needs to stop hiding from sight.
Rise!
Welcome to the first day of your life.
Theres no going back from this, its the end of our progression.
Weve grown beyond control and into full regression.
Can we? Oh! Turn it around, seduce me with the illusions,
And I will play along, its the only viable solution.
Whoa oh oh,
Up from the ashes we rise again.
Whoa oh oh,
I cannot live with smoke mirrors,
Let the war begin, just let them in,
Shadows needs to stop hiding from sight.