
Date of issue: 17.12.2006
Song language: English
Scent |
Welcome to tomorrow. |
It was the day we almost died. |
We breath now, your |
history. |
Trapped within our own concept of time. |
Together we were strong. |
Spread wide, we were almost left behind. |
Our consolation prize was our chance |
to be, and our misery. |
It was the thing that kept us mild. |
We look for our solutions so far away… they could be standing by our side. |
And to the masters of disguise their life inside we are the frozen alibis. |
Million miles of cemetery just passing by. |
A statue lost in our own time. |
Together never wrong. |
Spread wide, there was something on our minds. |
So proud of what we could not be. |
Unknowingly, every death a life. |
So one day cry, for the crushing of mankind. |
Technology, a friend to me, |
but your enemy. |
Small pleasure for more pain. |
Together we will rise, as one, no divide. |
How many steps behind. |
So this is their intelligence. |
From defence, |
to activation. |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Times Like These | 2006 |
Zero | 2006 |
Barbed Wire | 2006 |
Technochrist | 2006 |
Another Dark Day | 2006 |
Lost Raiders | 2006 |
Crushed | 2006 |
Lightscape | 2006 |