Dystopia Songtext
von Corvus

Victims of our own device
These feelings
You can′t describe
The anger
It fuels my soul
The hatred
It takes control

He feels betrayed
He's out of time
It wasn′t supposed to end this way
Their nightmares will come to life
He wasn't supposed to break these chains


Traitors will pay the price
Your halo will not suffice
As payment for all your crimes
Confined inside your mind

He feels betrayed
He's out of time
It wasn′t supposed to end this way
Their nightmares will come to life
He wasn′t supposed to break these chains

Victims of our own device
These feelings
You can't describe
Traitors will pay the price
Your halo will not suffice

He feels betrayed
He′s out of time
It wasn't supposed to end this way
Their nightmares will come to life
He wasn′t supposed to break these chains