Distant Past Breath - The Spell
Freedom of thought ain´t freedom of mind
First action taken is sucking you dry
It don't matter what you have achieved
They'll find a reason to justify
What you do is not important
As long as it keeps killing your time
Create Emotion, you give, you take
If it's your loss, tell me who is gaining
The faster the globe spins
The more will let themselves fall
Rumors reaching to your ears
And you still follow and crawl
Those who came before you
Saw darkness take its toll
The dawning of a new age
From the architects of old
And time keeps on changing
Still it's the same old rule
For those who watch the watchmen
The nations are just pawns
Sleeping but dreaming
Can you resist the pressure
Will you guide the opposition
Your downfall will be their pleasure
There will be a new breath
Another spell on you
