Som åska i ett skyfall Fyller ryggar med knivar Luftslottet brinner Ändå är det alltid dom som vinner Concealed, never to reveal The chosen fractions of your design A false reality Forced upon us to be kept in line We're all part of a grand deception Subliminal in our perception An agenda operating in secrecy We play along and swallow your subtle lies All eyes are shut as the ruptures expand We play along as slaves to your enterprise The issue exists and no measures are taken Do you stand behind the preconditions for a great divide The world burns and it is in your best interest Genocide continues yet we abide The messages between the lines The common people bleed in growing desolation While you escape every single allegation What's there to see when the curtain falls Crime and corruption masked by these eloquent words No moral compass A network of tyrannic intent Do you stand behind the preconditions for a great divide The world burns and it is in your best interest Genocide continues yet we abide The messages between the lines