Feed on society- the world as an object whole- the souls of the living- mass communicate drugged- rebuild the fear again with hopeless dreams- to manipulate the hope- the sense of reality has succumb to emotion- so we urge toward the glass- turn to this media like a moth to the flame- power to control- control the masses- marching toward the shores- and they lead the way- pierce the heart- pierce to the seed of it with a string of addiction- bought in cold led to thse false ideals with the thoughts of greed- this is not what you feel- the truth is reality- over extend the senses- numb the mind- numb for the feeding its our lives they bleed- fear our souls- fear the reverse of the great opiate- glory we hold to the creator- neyond partitions, beyond common tongue, to depth of our being, who will fight the wake- power to control- control the masses- marching to the shores and they lead the way- feed on the world a whole the souls of the living- not what- this is not what you feel the truth's reality- in the thoughts in the lives that have failed we hide ourselves- try to find our way- search for purpose without any end- in the thoughts in the lives that have failed- we hide ourselves- try to find our way- know for certain your eternity- in the fear in the pain that is felt- we hide ourselves- who will fight the wake- fear the reverse of the great opiate