Låttexter:
Sarea Rise Of A Dying World

it controls you all the time I know for sure that I will die Some people believe in afterlife I say when we die, there's nothing left I feel a change

Gods and men, conquerors and slaves Technology is the future, building the end Man is a puppet whose future shall be dust While written and as you read

Why are we here? Vain shall master society Why are we here, when our deadline's due today? Brutal corrosion into the core A primitive weapon devastating

hunt you down again Evilution feels no remorse How many years 'til you wake up? Death comes in season, always on time Stuck in a box, cornered to the

world is all we know, mother of all life Ruling with an iron will, reaching our demise Evolution means dividing and multiplying Man is nothing but a lifeform inside a