Wrath Pounding Lyrics - Axis Of Advance

Wrought of blind innocence like children playing with dolls 

Considering not technology of convenience would forever rule our lives 

The machine is dark and distant yet we all fall in line 

For it controls who gets the scraps; When 

We are pounded with fear 

Day in day out enslaved to its foul ends with no sign of hope at all 

Thurty X's and thirty more the fallen a heap of rot in my head 

Faceless, nameless, bug-eyed, ugly over and over, the voices command 

Banging fraps on my door! Never before, never before 

I'm losing control can't tell if it's real or in my mind 

Lost in a quagmire of monotony we see the slaves 

Control, predestination no avow 

When all paths and roads lead toward no escape we will 

Rise or fall by the wayside of this storm 

Should I answer? The wait may be over 

They must be here for me they will take me to punishment 

Sweat off the fear; breath frapping again and again 

Pulse acceleration to burst the door unlocks and opens (not by my hand) 

In silence I freeze this night silhoutted by hallway light 

Blurred by terror, pulse of force blood turns cold, so much worse