Visual Aggression

Thousand decades in vain
 (Again) they strive for final completion
 Forgotten are the fast sins
 And the perfect creation calls
 What will the wind bring these days?
 The smell of self-deception?
 Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
 As they ride on visual aggression
 Once, I slept in confidence
 Sounds like I've been a fool
 Now, as my will is invisible
 (They shall) face the evoked curse alone...
 What will the wind bring these days?
 The smell of self-deception?
 Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
 As they ride on visual aggression
 Just fool yourself - a world of ignorance
 Will tear the walls - of dreams apart
 Vast signals - memories in black
 Sense is beyond - distorted any balance
 Flood of tears - you'll have to drink
 As the grail - is lying on the floor
 Don't ask for another messiah
 No martyr will save the stupid (again)
 Is truth what you believe?
 A prophet's tears will dry...
 What will the wind bring these days?
 The smell of self-deception?
 Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
 As they ride on visual aggression
 The watcher's eyes are closed
 As the dust covers the madmen again
 There'll be a new king
 And I was born to encounter him...
 What will the wind bring these days?
 The smell of self-deception?
 Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
 As they ride on visual aggression