They deliver doubtful charm, promises that shouldn't harm.
On and on they count their dead, but there's adead end straight ahead.
War of greed that should be right, this is really not my fight!
Blinded hordes scream for blood, never listening, always nod.
Ignorance they resumed, something I can't comprehend.
No more left to tell, leads you in despair...of your darkest cell!
Situation-they agree, hiding from the sanity.
Fatal web is made, helping hand betrayed...reaching for the blade!
Rotten minds with friendly face, follows you in endless chase.
Sound of warning in your soul, tempts your mind to reach the goal.
Path is leading to unseen, where it somehow tries to win.
War dwells in hell, leads you in despair...of your darkest cell!
- Places of Dawn
- War Machine
- Threshold of Society
- Bay Arena
- No Brain, No Pain
- Legacy of Lies
- Options of a Trapped Mind
- Fight Back