ITS PROGRESS HAS NO LIMITS
AND NEITHER DO THE EYES
OF THE SUBTERRANEN CYNIC
THE ONE WHO MUST HIDE
FOR ALL THIS TIME
HE HAS CHOSEN A WAR PATH
HE WILL END ITS GREED
FEELING BEINGS FEELING
NOTHING
I WILL SET ITS LIMIT
FOR MY FUTURE HAS NO HOME
THE SNAKE IS IN THE GARDEN
I GO ON ALONE
I 'M IN ITS YESTERDAYS I 'VE SEEN IT RISE
ESCAPED BY THINKING TWICE I LIVE SO IT MUST DIE
I 'M THE MYSTIC I 'M THE ONE
I 'M THE SEASONS IT 'S THE SUN
I 'M THE MOON YOU 'RE ITS NEED
I WILL MAKE IT BLEED
I 'M THE MOON IT IS THE SUN
I 'LL ECLIPSE ALL THAT IT 'S DONE
I 'LL BRING RENEWAL THROUGH DESTRUCTION
I WILL MAKE IT SEE
THIS IS A WARNING OF NO COMPROMISE
THE ARROGANT WILL BE MADE HUMBLE
THE IGNORANT WILL BE MADE WISE
Music: J. Tipton & T. Tipton
Lyrics: E. Rosvold
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