Текст: Obliveon. Imminent Regenerator.

Once a bad but tractable intent
Now a mischieving illusion
Once a malignant experiment
Now turned to obsession

Insensitiviness of your action
Makes you want to quit
But stopping now would make it unappealing
It is all in the challenge of making everything fit
If it all works out, Reality would mean nothing

Unreality's exhalation
Reaching your senses
Truculent force, truth's instinction
A life with no limits

Dream of a lunatic idealist
Starting to be imminent
Regeneration begins
Dream of a lunatic idealist
Starting to be imminent
Regeneration begins

Illegitimate experience
Nullification of existence
Decomposition of realism
Life is losing euphoism

Incoherence rules
Mentality is fooled
Victim of your fantasy
Desideratum


5. It should have stayed unreal

His mind is the mold
Of fearful events
A matter of time
'till it's reality

The power to see

What someday will be
Visions of the future
Through creativity

What's in his mind?
The birth of another tragedy
Just give him time
And it will be part of destiny

And it will be part of destiny

Brain by brain
A contagion runs
A virus of madness
Hits everyman on earth

An acropolis
Hides the antidote
He'll find its access
When the right time will come

It isn't like it was meant to be
Now that it's real
There is no acces he can see
He starts to fear

Cheated by his imagination
Punished for his crime against humanity
Innocence would be found only in his mind

He's now forced to soar through that world in his mind
To find the strong antidote that will save mankind

Destiny must not turn to a tragedy
Destiny must not turn to a tragedy!