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Escaping reality, composing life Willingly taking commands, wired into the mainframe Buildingup the machine, ready to obey Chemically numbed consciousness, slave labour through their lives Enter the machine, a new kinf of utopia Swarm of willing souls that you are Newtopia, the new breed Who's the god and creator of my creed? Losing the souls when entering the vortex of broken hopes Injecting the machine, nerve system loses control Willing resources, consumed in the blink of an eye Mind numbed down, weak and abused Building the empire Gathering the lost souls I'm subservient to no one Offering the meek a new home Kept away from the harsh reality I offer them shelter The empire for the submissive And I, the highest of them all, I am the Emperor

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

First rays of the new rising sun burn my eyes Sweating and trembling, lying on my bed What are these dreams of decadence? Flashes from the past or future visions? I cannot really understand Feels like I'm awake even I know I'm sleep The dawning of the new age Perfect lives... perfect days... in this new world of grace All is free... perfect peace... empire of the sun Once again fully awake and back in reality A full day of rewarding work ahead Every soul has got their duty to do And they are happy to carry their weight No dissonance, no scratches on the shiny surface All is too good, too perfect, untrue And the new age dawns Time to rise and shine Wake up from the unreal dream Come, enjoy the peace First rays of the new rising sun And what are these dreams of decadence? Feels like I'm awake even though I know I'm asleep

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Darkness descends and the prowlers come out They roam through the night Looking for weak souls to join them Looking for strenght to gain There're always rotten limbs to be cut off But no possibilty to do so So there are voices to be heard When agitators gather their herbs Like humanimals, labouring Gahthering their herds The powerless and the voiceless of the mass The ones that have nothing Once again they revert to their holes Once again the dawn is their foe Once again humanimals will gather in the night Once again their numbers numbers multiplied Once again they roam from their holes And they will gather more lost souls Their army is growing silently, the word echoes on the streets Humanimals Labouring Gathering their herds Spreading through society Darkness descends and the prowlers come out They roam through the night Looking for weak souls to join them Looking for sternght to gain

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Revolution's starting on the outskirts of the city Spreading like a wildfire underground Revolting mob, trying to overcome their fear When the dusk falls they roam out from their holes The revolution's getting near Losing Ground The hate against the power is getting overwhelming They are trying to dethrone their despot, bring down their only king Do you... realize... that they are... trying to break up your world? You're starting to lose the ground Should you start to be concerned? Before all hell breaks loose You gotta inject the cure

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

They raise their fists against you Themob is causing havoc Let them know who's in charge here Let them know they'll get what they deserve Using the power... over people... controlling the system Show them you're king, their emperor, their god... Make them understand! The revolting mob is getting nearer The skyline burns in flames They're bringing down your authority You have to react, you have to join their game The great unrest has started, your ivory tower going up in flames There's a way to tame the movement, you gotta distribute the cure The Great Unrest - Revolution's on your pearly gates The Great Unrest - You have to act now before it's all too late The Great Unrest - Revolution's on your pearly gates The Great Unrest - inject the cure... 'fore it's too late! Lawforce is trying to protect your power But there's no way to escape You need to fix the problem And use the cure to tame this instability Prepare the fix Get ready to distribute Tame down the uprising Don't let those subhumans win

Medicate the needs of society Opium for the masses To keep them tied, to keep their minds Condemned - Contempt - Forced to obey "The fix is in... and I can feel the peace closing in Calming down the fall of my society" Breakdown was near but we held back The cure calmed down the roar Revolution subsides humanimals fell back The fix killed the uproar The sweet poison, relieves the need The need to feel free The sweet poison, tames down the crowd Pushes back the uproar It's the sweet poison Spread out in the society Watch out, watch out, watch out... Relieving the need to feel free I'm the one to tie them down Their king, emperor, their god...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Now that the people are fed, and all the dogs are counted for I can feel the closing dusk, sundown is here I'm in the height of my strenght, I can control it all Once again back on my feet, and the vision is clear Drug-fed humanimals Are now to be damned They need to be conformed Blunt their will to resist Looking down on my empire, all is silent and under control This is to show who's their master, their king... their god "Thee shallbe damned, curse on ye disobedient ones!" Drug-fed humanimals Are now to be damned They need to conformed Blunt their will to resist The harvester of souls You shouldn't have risen against me Refused the addiction, medicate What are these, dreams of grandeur? Why I keep seeing myself falling from grace?

What are these fevered dreams of decadence that I see flash before my eyes This filthy roomaround me, I'm lying on the bed sheets strangling me Gladly I have the cure to keep me from falling into these dreams Fragile I see myslef again, the pillars of my dominion perishing Got to get back in control again Got to get back before my world crumbles down, crumbles down, burns down to the ground Fevered dreams of grandeur Flashing before my eyes What I see... . is this real? Fragile I see myself again... the pillars are perishing... Fragile dreams...

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Fargile, this world that was created for me Corroding inside, leaving me numb and broken, broken These dreams, I yearn for, are not what they seem to be Will I see another day rise? Will I fall in another dream, once again? Fragile, this world that was created for me No, not for you! By you! You can't control your own creation but still you yearn for absolution... Deposed, degraded, back in filth again Drown in the everlasting shame Dethroned, stripping of the diginity My gods, why are you cursing me? Let me wear the crown! Accept my sacrifice, and absolve me... Or was I doomed to find out my own mortality?

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025