I believe there's no war to fight
I just want to incarnate your nightmares alive
Your everyday will be just hiding
We are hungry monsters born from inside.
You'll just realize the place they are from
Is just subconscious tatterd and torn
You everyday will be just hiding
These hungry monsters
are your daughter & son.
We'll ride your blessed suffering
We are reality that haunts at your door
We'll ride your blessed agony
We are nothingness
that eats everything (you've got)
Bridge:
The life you remember
Buried by our empty hands
By horror and void
Chorus:
A deadend tomorrow is here
to crush your 9 to 5.
No fucking dream in our lost minds.
There's no tomorrow
We're just here to fuck it now
To generate bastard sons of war
To kill the nightmares of light
Solo M.Ruggiero
Bridge
Chorus

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