[00:00.00] 作曲 : Jani Dragan Stefanovic
[00:16.71]Shut it in deep below
[00:17.19]Cause you better beware
[00:18.84]The dismal horrors of sleep
[00:19.98]Vigil and ever present
[00:24.51]In a million minds that cannot feel
[00:27.21]What is hidden on the other side
[00:27.93]In meaningless days coiled
[00:28.44]In fevery nightmares unleashed
[00:29.10]Unleashed
[00:31.65]Pulse goes high and they die
[00:34.44]Endless voids taking over
[00:35.16]In cold planning stretching out
[00:52.77]To claim the waking hours
[01:06.69]And transform the worlds into voids
[01:07.53]buzzing in the back of thoughts
[01:13.02]Through the maze of the brain
[01:14.25]Sucking them out of life's blood
[01:17.13]The days go blank and you are snowblind
[01:19.26]And their presence can manifest
[01:21.00]Unwilling hearts turn to slavery
[01:22.56]To a grim machine befreed of compassion
[01:25.89]Driving the sanity to the edge
[01:26.79]Till its all gone and forgotten
[01:36.54]In meaningless days coiled
[01:37.11]In fevery nightmares unleashed
[01:37.95]Unleashed
[01:46.86]Pulse goes high and they die
[01:47.61]Endless voids taking over
[01:49.05]In cold planning stretching out
[01:49.77]To claim the waking hours
[02:08.37]And transform the worlds into voids
[02:09.24]buzzing in the back of thoughts
[03:33.75]No soul, no emotion, but oh so cold
[03:42.81]Take it in, in the hour of sleep
[03:43.41]With no remorse and the mutation
[03:53.13]Is complete
[03:53.40]Pulse goes high and they die
[03:54.06]Endless voids taking over
[03:56.25]In cold planning stretching out
[03:56.88]To claim the waking hours
[04:01.53]And transform the worlds into voids
[04:02.37]buzzing in the back of thoughts

作曲 : Jani Dragan Stefanovic
Shut it in deep below
Cause you better beware
The dismal horrors of sleep
Vigil and ever present
In a million minds that cannot feel
What is hidden on the other side
In meaningless days coiled
In fevery nightmares unleashed
Unleashed
Pulse goes high and they die
Endless voids taking over
In cold planning stretching out
To claim the waking hours
And transform the worlds into voids
buzzing in the back of thoughts
Through the maze of the brain
Sucking them out of life's blood
The days go blank and you are snowblind
And their presence can manifest
Unwilling hearts turn to slavery
To a grim machine befreed of compassion
Driving the sanity to the edge
Till its all gone and forgotten
In meaningless days coiled
In fevery nightmares unleashed
Unleashed
Pulse goes high and they die
Endless voids taking over
In cold planning stretching out
To claim the waking hours
And transform the worlds into voids
buzzing in the back of thoughts
No soul, no emotion, but oh so cold
Take it in, in the hour of sleep
With no remorse and the mutation
Is complete
Pulse goes high and they die
Endless voids taking over
In cold planning stretching out
To claim the waking hours
And transform the worlds into voids
buzzing in the back of thoughts