[00:16.71]We fell asleep in arms that fondled our teeth[00:30.03]And sold them off to thieves[01:22.95]Now we sell ourselves around[01:33.63]Only time will tell if stories like these will share the same fate[01:41.25]Regiments of disconnects emerge in a moronic gentleman's war[01:43.44]With their eyes, their eyes blindfolded they rise[01:56.13]The battlefields are colored with the ignominy stained creed[01:57.72]With their eyes, their eyes blindfolded[02:03.66]They rise into this world[02:06.21]Kneeling and trembling before him[02:08.22]We fell asleep in arms that fondled our teeth[02:10.26]And sold them off to thieves[02:20.01]Now we sell ourselves around[02:58.47]Waiting on knowledge[02:58.83]Fed to us with a plastic spoon[02:59.67]Consuming the scraps, of the misquoted and deceased[03:03.48]With every word spoken today[03:08.82]Make what you will and understand[03:10.11]A typical feud nurtured, over many moons passed[03:11.16]Regiments of disconnects emerge in a moronic gentleman's war[03:34.47]With their eyes, their eyes blindfolded they rise[03:46.41]The battlefields are colored with the ignominy stained creed[03:47.67]With their eyes, their eyes blindfolded[03:48.57]They rise into this world[03:55.08]Beyond the drought-worn hillside[04:10.38]A figure appears as the cumulus over us darkens[04:11.52]We look up to face our fears[04:12.12]And by the rise of his all powerful hand, he sets vengeance and proclaims:"Follow me or be crushed to the depths of weak mannered simpletons.You have nowhere to hide, bow before me."[04:26.40]The regiment’s morale dwindles[04:27.51]As they stare at me[04:28.32]I yell:"As we perish may our blood that spillsBe not taken in vain, giving us eternal continuance."[04:30.87]And as he slaughtered them all one by one[05:05.25]I watched from a distance[05:05.76]Waiting for the chance to raise my hand"No more, will I be under your manipulation."[05:16.50]I thrust forward[05:16.89]With my perceptive glove[05:24.60]Gathering all my strength[05:36.69]Thou shalt now disappear[05:37.14]Bruised and beaten[05:37.53]Severed head in hand[05:39.39]The archetype has failed[05:47.55]We’ll never forget[05:48.06]We fell asleep in arms that fondled our teeth[06:18.60]And sold them off to thieves[06:21.00]Now we sell ourselves around[06:22.44]Waiting on knowledge[06:22.83]Fed to us with a plastic spoon; with a plastic spoon[06:23.94]Regiments of disconnects[06:24.57]With their eyes, their eyes blindfolded they rise[06:25.86]Battlefields colored with creeds[06:26.61]Their eyes, their eyes blindfolded[06:57.12]They rise into this world