Order Out of Chaos
Teramaze
Something believes we are nothing
We are someone
We are all the world
Every living cure could make a difference
But every little cure, a chance to buy the man
They make them stand in line
Depopulation, sworn to secrecy
Unveiled disorder
Lead the weak
Disharmony amongst the sheep
They make them stand in line
Depopulation, the plan to end all life
We could never hide the blinded difference