Sirrah - High Treason Lyrics

Most of connections are achieved automatically

Bolide with the mental propulsion

Jumps into the past in the changeless cycle

Targets found in random choice but not this time



To extend the structure

Here appear new elements

Electro-donor

And its symetric friend



Junction

555-xx united with my ego

Visual transmissions

Seven per one minute

I am the part of the implant inside

Zachariah Kether's brain

He is my clone and sarcophagus

I had put the time to profit long before

The reality fed by antimater's breath

Exhausted itself

It's really strange that solid construction

Collapsed in one day

I left damages unable to regenerate

The plan was mature

Precisely selected expert staff

Has been working hard

Every day and night

Has been working hard

Every day and night

All details are foreseen

Even the date of my birth



The whole truth transpired too late!



They changed natural order

restraining animosity from the burst

Honour and justice infected the haunt of vice!!!