The truths you speak of are weaving webs of deceit   Your words act as poison   These are the paths that we choose, choose or be chosen   These are the paths that we create where we have thrown down our swords to throw up our lives   Spit them in the face of our enemies the bloodlines show a recurring state of mind that only machines can break through   Where will you find the strength to live on when you know where all roads end the path   That can be regarded as the path is not the great eternal path   The path that can be regarded as the path is no an ordinary path   The road that can be called the road under our feet is different   These are the paths that we've created   Love does not conquer all some wish love would have not laid them in waste   Where understanding can give you the fuel to be beaten again   These are the paths that we've created   Those who do not have swords can still die upon their blades   These are the paths that we've created   The name that can be named is not the enduring unchanging name   These are the paths that we've created   This war is a lost cause your war is a lost cause   Because we are in a state of chaos   We are in a constant state of chaos   Your words act as swords to consume all a lord of lords that thrives on hate   These are the paths that we create a rain will fall upon us and cleanse the filth