Insanity sweeps our mind into the texture of life,
It arouses us to think about the immortal times.
Leaving us to the mercy of the apathetic universe.
What is the purpose of our alienated form of life?
The immortal mind, non-divine,
(The) Degenerate eyes that lead the blind.
Primal seeds of hate control the world.
Ancient phobias of man make you feel possessed.
Look passes your fears, discover your true nature.
As children we are born free from the sway of life
Without a mind, innocent from man's crime
In the journey of life we lose our innocent becoming society's eye
So full of lays never to be trust
The immortal mind, non-divine,
(The) Degenerate eyes that lead the blind.
Primal seeds of hate control the world.
Ancient phobias of man make you feel possessed.
Look passes your fears, discover your true nature.
Primal seeds of hate control the world.
Ancient phobias of man make you feel possessed.
Look passes your fears, discover your true nature.
