Order of Decay Lyrics

Clones of this world

Opiate mass

Robotic phantoms of men

Bane through the screens

Arms of decay

Narcotic rush through the veins

Cryonic cell

Crawling in wheel

Torn in a vile atmosphere

Brought up to slave

For others' gain

Cry at this scene of despair

Destroy the vital, honest self

Utilize our souls

And truth subjected motive serves

Shaped to fool us all

With Eyes decrypting

Through codes discerning

The lies eroding

Unveiled shall always be

Conflicts their game

Crises their wings

Control and power to fuel

Systems depraved

Masterly run

Ancient or modern, renewed

Trained in their art, from dawn of times

Corrupted, modeled, refined

Bringers of doubt, fear and disgrace

Blades in the backs of our lives

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