Lies reflecting lies
Hybrid truths collapse
Fallacies and fiction
The germs of treachery
Evolving far too fast
The pieces that are lost
Return to haunt our past
And launch our nightmares
High tide in a sea of blood
We drown in high-tech bliss
High tide in a sea of blood
High tide, high tide
Authors of disease
They run before they walk
Identity as one
Soulless jesters
An incest innovation
Deceiving populations
Our character dissolves
To fortify the strong
High tide in a sea of blood
We drown in high-tech bliss
High tide in a sea of blood
High tide, high tide
Now you [Incomprehensible]
Faithless, are we godless?
Do we posses any inner strength?
Faithless, are we godless?
Do we posses any inner strength?
Regress or progress
Instinct our pestilence

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