To The Core letra

Unable to see the soil, Lost under human built structures. An assembly of cold steel. Faceless forms of grey. Unable to see the sun, Covered from concrete-conglomerates. Completing the conquest of the planet. A heaven for humanity? Urban cities: boiling points Breeding place of violence. Enter: birth, exit: death will there be a dawn of freedom? Empty to the core, postnuclear winters taking our breath coldness, senseless.

Facing The Swarm Thought - Letras

• Corridors of Silence
• One Million Widows
• Pitch Black Sun
• She drowned in Summer 44
• The Swarm
• To The Core