Dead Hands Of The Past

Past returning me
Flashes of what used to be
A faultless design, fusing inside
Insurrection of authority
The holocaust, our futures less
Devised atrocities
Transportation, manipulation
Unleash a new disease

These thoughts are not my own
War within
Tearing flesh from bone
Dead hands of the past

Stop! You'll kill us all
This isn't what we built this for
Loss of control, the last thing you know
The enemy is right at your door
Start with lunacy
Form a holy trinity
With wisdom of elder and courage of soldier
A perfect killing machine

Behind those killing eyes
It's violence
Giving rise to the fall of man
Dead hands of the past

To war I awake, lost in this haze
Deafened by the sound of the innocent cries
Regain control, of this I atone
Become everything you despise
You despise

Trapped behind the glass
Force the dead hands of the past
Self termination, our desecration
War is upon us at last
Start the aftermath
How the future will not grasp
Once man's creation, a worlds devastation
Arms the killing the machine

Behind those killing eyes
It's violence
Giving rise to the fall of man
Dead hands of the past