Twilight Of The Idols letra

Hope for the hopeless
Nature robbed blind
Rendered powerless
To make way for
An idea of the all powerful
To say nothing exists
Exploiting the narrow limitations of human reason
To create dependence
By the belief of
Your immaculate machine
Never breathed life into me
Subject habits
The idea of movement
A psychological habit
In anticipation
Subject habits
The idea of movement
A psychological habit
In anticipation
Giving me the illusion
Of consciousness
Hope for the hopeless

The Red Death - Letras

• Aftertaste Of The Emaciated
• Before An Empty Throne
• Consciousness Decay
• Frames Of Reference
• From The Height Of A Thousand Years
• Night Creatures
• Silent Machines
• Synchronized Worlds
• The Final Sphere
• Twilight Of The Idols
• You