Running trough numeric field
Superficial shadowy crowds
In the air an icy draught of
Countless tribulations
Pantom existances
Speaking with depraved tounges
Loking trough their soulless eyes
Heading for disaster
I am bored of being
I am bored of being
I am bored of being
I am bored of being here
Proceeding trough spiky walls
Focusing on awful visions
They all jump into ones death
Pain killing atmosphere
Pouncing on each other
Violating humanity
Obsessed with mindlessness
Painless creatures
I am bored of being
I am bored of being
I am bored of being
I am bored of being here
Running trough numeric fields
Superficial shadowy crowds
In the air an icy draught
Of countless tribulation
Tears are streaming from my eyes
But from a distance I can see
The glean of the angels sword
Forging for conviction
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