Rise...
Satan rise…
In my life...
I want to die...

Die!

Useless creatures
Beneath in the sky
Ignoring life
Never wondering why? 

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Love to die
To follow our faith
Our life is based
In the beauty they create 

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Ceremonial Gallery 

But they cannot create such beauty
Suffering in their rotten misery
They simply go to make their duty
Killing all in the gallery

Speaking always the same words
Making always the same things
Are they alive human beings
Or just machines without strings

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Joined with my destiny
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On this wicked melody

Useless creatures
Beneath in the sky
Ignoring life
Never wondering why?

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Ceremonial Gallery

music and lyrics by carlos cariano

Concept of the track and lyrical approach:

The infiltration of political principles in the human existence. Profit is the main target to be reached at all costs including the abuse or power defining a swine policy that in excess owns and controls the social order.