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Rush faster on the one-way lane<br />the answers so silent<br /><br />Rusty gods in their machine-minds armours<br />grind our souls in the millstone of time<br />the deathbed harvest is dead man's banquet<br />of mould ridden bread and black, poisoned wine<br /><br />And we go..our steps so silent<br />And we go..our blooded trace;<br />The Jester Race<br /><br />Calling out to the gathered masses;<br />their answers so silent<br />their answers so silent<br /><br />And we go (x4).. Our steps so silent<br />And we go (x4)... Our blooded trace;<br />The Jester Race<br /><br />Embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age<br />that speak of silence and silence alone<br /><br />Offering the tokens, the reliced idols<br />to the heirs of the newly raped ground<br />inferior even to the transparent winds<br />lesser in motion and sound<br /><br />And we go..our steps so silent<br />And we go..our blooded trace;<br />The Jester Race<br /><br />There is no trace of me<br />in their altered blueprints of life<br /><br />Gaia impaled on their horns and lances<br />to fumes from her body give case<br />as the strong of the blind men savour the scent,<br />dream-dead from prosaic and hate<br /><br />Vanities in extreme formations<br />ride into tomorrow's rigid great face<br />The Machinery outlives the futile scripts<br />of our dying jester race<br /><br />[Solo]<br /><br />[Repeat verse]

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Rush faster on the one-way lane<br />the answers so silent<br /><br />Rusty gods in their machine-minds armours<br />grind our souls in the millstone of time<br />the deathbed harvest is dead man's banquet<br />of mould ridden bread and black, poisoned wine<br /><br />And we go..our steps so silent<br />And we go..our blooded trace;<br />The Jester Race<br /><br />Calling out to the gathered masses;<br />their answers so silent<br />their answers so silent<br /><br />And we go (x4).. Our steps so silent<br />And we go (x4)... Our blooded trace;<br />The Jester Race<br /><br />Embracing the tools of the neo-wolf age<br />that speak of silence and silence alone<br /><br />Offering the tokens, the reliced idols<br />to the heirs of the newly raped ground<br />inferior even to the transparent winds<br />lesser in motion and sound<br /><br />And we go..our steps so silent<br />And we go..our blooded trace;<br />The Jester Race<br /><br />There is no trace of me<br />in their altered blueprints of life<br /><br />Gaia impaled on their horns and lances<br />to fumes from her body give case<br />as the strong of the blind men savour the scent,<br />dream-dead from prosaic and hate<br /><br />Vanities in extreme formations<br />ride into tomorrow's rigid great face<br />The Machinery outlives the futile scripts<br />of our dying jester race<br /><br />[Solo]<br /><br />[Repeat verse]