[The old man's Komodia] I would never think of me as a hero A bringer of wisdom of hope and of peace I never could think of me in a vortex of hope of
hides Midian I know I've seen Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity Lucent prides amassed in last retreat Prurient souls but no more freaks Than those leashing dreams
fight as the pressure infects and their rotten intentions arise Our retaliation forces are the primary front we all have got to cut them down to size. Faceless prophets
(Epidemic Reign Part 4) (03:41) - Gazing at the sky colred with a gelam yet unseen. Birds no longer fly. It's not a dream this blinding beam. (03:42) -
Riffs: Nerberg, Swano Lyrics: Swano (03:41) Gazing at the sky colred with a gelam yet unseen. Birds no longer fly. It's not a dream this blinding beam
I go or should I stay Show me the right way Sweat pours down as I toss and turn While the dreams of reality Starts to burn I see the vision of a prophet
(03:41) - Gazing at the sky colred with a gelam yet unseen. Birds no longer fly. It's not a dream this blinding beam. (03:42) - Panic, someone realized
hides Midian... I know I've seen Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity Lucent prides amassed in last retreat Prurient souls but no more freaks Than those leashing dreams
you, you strain [Illogic 2] Yeah right, I'm you With the height of my IQ you think I'm off the brain I run insane emcees out the realm of sanity You'
, heed the premonition, total overkill Blemished landscapes of desolation emerge in my prophetic dreams Surreal overtones of devastation, the last link to sanity
