Lyrics

As the symbols are ingrained and the skylines erected In the blood of our offspring the earth of tomorrow is soaked When the breaking light of another day shall dawn for man The willing host of the ill ones shall inhabit the wastelands Poison Instinct Boneless Confining walls Weak flesh Crawling Prison Our plastic perfection is a thin disguise A sickness sculptured by faithful hands Ours is the illusion - even in death As the hedonistic shadows swallow mankind Flesh and bone were to fail in the end Forward Willing Sickness Into marble halls Plastic Fragile Surface The faithful hands Weak flesh Crawling Prison Forward Willing Sickness Into marble halls Forward Plastic Fragile Surface