Millennium — Front Line Assembly

Into precision Into the light we fade Into submission We all hallucinate Into the ground We all dissipate Into delusion We all segregate

Amid all this confusion We lose sight of the enemy Like evil gods of destruction They move through liquid transparency

Disposable heroes Men of yesterday Disposable heroes Are never here to stay Like gods of destruction They seek to violate Like machines of seduction They will regenerate

The countdown to certain extinction Will now transform reality Slowly the universe grows dark You slip into a final dream

Into the wavelength Comes conspiracy Into the wavelength A planet never free In through the future Times grows weak Into the future The strong will inherit the weak