Paroles de Dead Silence

Violator Executor of the truth True believers In mass illusion, not proof See our progress, the crown of creation Smokescreen negotiations Leaving you powerless, helpless, naive Clinging to your illusions Warm ashes Cold bodies Dead silence Their will, their way, our law We all hail it All of the progress we´ve shown We all hail this Glorious world it has spawned Smokescreens are shattered and one truth remains Power gives right and is law Those who have doubted will surely find it When struck down by shock and awe Warm ashes Cold bodies Dead silence Their will, their way, our law Precision Their mission Pre-emptive Their will, their way, our law Through the ashes Through the flames Powers tructures Still remain