Its progress has no limits
And neither do the eyes
Of the subterranen cynic
The one who must hide
For all this time
He has chosen a war path
He will end its greed
Feeling beings feeling
Nothing
I will set its limit
For my future has no home
The snake is in the garden
I go on alone
I'm in its yesterdays I've seen it rise
Escaped by thinking twice I live so it must die
I'm the mystic I'm the one
I'm the seasons it's the sun
I'm the moon you're its need
I will make it bleed
I'm the moon it is the sun
I 'll eclipse all that it's done
I'll bring renewal through destruction
I will make it see
This is a warning of no compromise
The arrogant will be made humble
The ignorant will be made wise
