Pity.
Mere shreds of light upon a broken mirror.
Hunger.
An unexplained, insane and crazy haste.
Twilight.
Too sweat, synthetic, nasty syrup.
Darkness.
An agonizing pain within the chest.
[chorus]
We are the great grey mass,
We are the victims of desire.
Like a train,
No restrain.
Victims of desire...
Power's reign,
Live for gain.
Proud and noble victims of desire.
Power.
Like ancient wolves, we still mark lines and borders.
Morals.
A lifeless corpse - it died so long ago...
Anger.
Eternal fight, pure chaos out of order.
Living.
We feed upon the race; don't stop, just go!
[chorus]
We are the great grey mass,
We are the victims of desire.
Gone insane
From the pain.
Victims of desire...
Once again,
Death refrain.
Cold and lonely victims of desire.
