7.62

7.62 - Divercia

Seven sixty two

Escaping reality as we shatter down in pieces

Oh and the way we struggle for the throne

Must come to an end

As those who are under it's spell

This heritage of life itself

It will not come for free

And all this time we wonder how

Just how can we make them the same

The same old tale just passed us by

This tale that it is not real

In form of slugs it truly speaks

And this is how I feel

Like 762

I'm loading myself with 762

Please try to hide your real intentions

And all those wasted ideas

The dead shall march

Now on and on this portrait of our dreams

The same old man just passed us by

They say this cannot be real

In form of slugs they truly speak

And this is how they feel

Like 762

I'm loading myself with 762

Oh how I feel remains of a mankind so scarred

And their losing ideas

Oh how I feel remains of a mankind so scarred

And their losing ideas

Oh how I feel remains of a mankind so scarred

And their losing ideas