In Flood - Scar Of The Sun

Tame me

Come on and tame me

This was always your aim in this world

For this is your sole role in this world

Frame me, blame me

Wipe me out, never let me go

Maim me to the final point

That my hate will grow

The keys were given to the golden claws

A game of balance

That’s long forgotten

A constant battle for the helm control

Updated warfare

The order’s lost

A new religion in a paper form

Descending icons

The Wall Street ‘prophets'

I know no homeland when the gain’s ensured

Withdrawal syndrome

I want it all

Flail me now, more than your daze can do

Tear me down, my will you can’t subdue

I’ll survive and I’ll learn to pretend…

Superior substance in a carton box

Prosperous figures

Decline, destruction

The non compliant is portrayed as foe

They own the terror

I loot by law

«I'm using matter at a range so close

The winds I planted

Became tornados

The way of nature I at ease oppose

Defy the judgment

I’ll never fall"

But you will fall…