No Control کے بول

You think you have control, but you are a machine Outlined and manipulated to make a bad thing Connected to universe, and corrupted by them Lost in yourself, and always living the same fake life You know this is true Everything is real Maybe we could change a little Or not? Sometimes you think otherwise Can you change? Maybe you are a wrong Contorted illusion made by your rage No control your devotion is in vain No control is a nightmare again Your deliverance Whispers in your ears Untold secrets, will never let go! Will your deliverance, be in your grave? Change yourself before Our hearts and our souls If you had one more chance? Devotion is in vain Change yourself before Right now