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2. "Perfect Tyranny"

Everything disappears, there's just me
Nothing filling my head, except this

Letting it all go, it's my time
It's all mine
Good times, good times
Letting it all go, it's my time
It's all mine
Good times, good times

I am controlled by this force
The perfect tyrant
It's all I need
Let me enjoy this tyranny

This is what I'm made for, no doubt
Fueling myself again, with the power

The most powerful drug, sensations
Air vibrations
Invasion, invasion
The most powerful drug, sensations
Air vibrations
Invasion, invasion

I am controlled by this force
The perfect tyrant
It's all I need
Let me enjoy this tyranny

Craving, let me have it
I'll take it, every bit (x2)

3. "Swallowing Aggression"

Hate rising from deep depths
Unexpected fury
For me not to understand
For them to unleash
An assault to commence
From deeply rooted discontent
For me to carry the anger
For them to victimize again

I'm swallowing aggression
Stay focused, unable
Reaction delayed
As thoughts invade
Reaction delayed
I should have…

Another threat vanished
In search for control
But it's eating from within
Feeding on me
Breeding in me
But I will win this fight

Why should I take your hate
And make it mine
By the time I realise it's already there, deep inside (x2)

Hate rising from deep depths
Unexpected fury
For me not to understand
For them to unleash
An assault to commence
From deeply rooted discontent
For me to carry the anger
For them to victimize again

I'm swallowing aggression
Stay focused, unable
Reaction delayed
As thoughts invade
Reaction delayed
I should have… done

4. "Profits"

Another advertising campaign
Good marketing, that's the key
We'll hire young en foreign people
Cause they're so cheap
Let's find a new market
We can take advantage off
So we can make more money
It's the cash we love

Profits are going to be high this year
Higher than they ever were
And when we hype our products
We're gonna sell, I'm sure
We're gonna sell, I'm sure

Economically raising the banner
We have doubled our sales
Compared to last year
Decrease our biggest fear

Profits are going to be high this year
Higher than they ever were
And when we hype our products
We're gonna sell, I'm sure
We're gonna sell, I'm sure

Another advertising campaign
Good marketing, that's the key
We will make more money
'Cause it's the cash we love

Thanks for purchasing our product
Please register it on our website
So we can offer you the best service
We'll keep you informed
Of the new products we develop

Profits (x2)

5. "Trees Of Concrete"

As green turns to grey
A colour filled with life will be erased
Erased

Mechanical flowers and trees of concrete
Press shift F6 for photosynthesis
My roots are cables and I'm breathing transmission signals

Nothing is pure anymore

Make way for the iron fist
A cold collision
To succeed the mission (x2)
A merciless punch in the face of creation

Machines breed
The offspring hatches
Steel stole life from the soil (x4)

Mechanical flowers and trees of concrete
Press shift F6 for photosynthesis
My roots are cables and I'm breathing transmission signals
Nothing is pure anymore

Nothing is pure
Trees of concrete (x3)

6. "Blindfolded"

Your head is filled with empty promises
Blindfolded by the ghost you think there is
The real truth you can not see
Ignorance and hypocrisy

How can so many words contain so much lies
The disease you spread has been inside you all along
Contamination of what could have been
Destroying visions of equality

Your head is filled with empty promises
Blindfolded by the ghost you think there is
Who's gonna show you
The real truth you can not see
Ignorance and hypocrisy

Keep draining hope from that image you've created
Source of the vicious circle going on and on and on
Endless cohesion of what shouldn't be
Establish thoughts of animosity

Your head is filled with empty promises
Blindfolded by the ghost you think there is
Who's gonna show you
The real truth you can not see
Ignorance and hypocrisy

Corruption of brain
Leaving the stains
Freedom to gain
Locked away

Blindfolded by the ghost you think there is
Who's gonna show you
The real truth you can not see
Ignorance and hypocrisy

Your head is filled with empty promises
Blindfolded by the ghost you think there is
Who's gonna show you
The real truth you can not see
Ignorance and hypocrisy (x2)