this this weary place wanted a song and the pow power guarantees getting love got to pine god divine weeping in shadows sun on his lips into the large air into the large air so godly from the sun they turn that turns see the meadow feel the free wind behind heavy flowers and dark cold colours heavy flowers and dark dark cold colours hear it on the western beach thunder lightning we re in school dark grey songs make sara like the sea with every note of music in his tone wading tides wise man king domination king dominantion king king king king king king king king king king king no wiser are we than the man to come when the gods the lochs and the sun do rejoice soon the flood will make green our human shores our human shores burn our woods without the gods dethroned and the empires of the past divided in compromise and worthless soil apprehensive watch the energy break ground the uniforms notions of power that power knows no bounds it knows no bounds that power knows no bounds cause it s corrupt it knows no bounds cause it s corrupt there s nothing but the masses to deal with mass mass mass mass mass mass mass mass mass ugh sitting patiently in there fancy fascinations fascinations passing by on wanted wishes of control and love it s the love of control that stops the sound starts the breath governs us in order us in order with no exceptions between statutes of wealth and statutes obscene fears diluted by us now fears diluted by us now we are mixed emotion mixed congregation mixed emotion mixed congregation mixed emotion mixed congregation mixed emotion mixed congregation mixed emotion power 
['british industrial', 'ebm', 'electro-industrial', 'industrial', 'industrial metal', 'industrial rock', 'synthpop']