Woorden: Fear Factory. Transgression. Empty Vision.

A paralyzed mind embracing decay
Dead like carrion just wasting away
There is nothing

Numbed by excess and complete saturation
Scarred influence by degeneration
There is nothing, there is nothing to believe

All has been lost
All have lost their way
Every eye has been disgraced

Dead like carrion
We must carry on
There is nothing

Lost innocence and blank revelations
Searching for a hope in static transmissions
There is nothing, there is nothing to believe

All has been lost
All have lost their way
Every eye has been disgraced

There is no reason for empty vision

All has been lost
All have lost their way

All has been lost
All have lost their way
Every eye has been disgraced

There's no reason for empty vision