The Aura

Knowing your thoughts
Forecasting all slightest gesture
I am the aura that guides you in every step of life
I'll make you feel what I like you to feel and taste

Now listen to these gusts of mechanical torture that are irradiating all these people

Inhale this odor of rotten flesh
These canon fodder have been our fellow members
No more now than memories, all of them have prayed and sweared for a man, a traitor
A tyrant that doesn't care much for humankind

Without fear and questioning, they have obeyed to kill one another for a better world

Blood has flowed into the eyes of our distraught race

Our fragile existence is drowning in immorality
Reduced to slavery
No one can think of victory

How can these people think to have the key of life?
They are perpetuating all error with hatred

But always trust yourself and I'll show you the path to stay alive
All we can dream is a new breed of human beings