Panopticon piosenki

Predator and prey. The wolf grinds its steel teeth. In a false twilight, the night came so long ago: When children where domesticated and caged in white rooms. A helpless herd to wringing hands. His back dented with high-heels, cleaved into the meat of his sh...

I own you: Trapped in a corner, fear in your eyes. I own you: Alone and terrified, crying in the dark. I own you: Slave to disorder, forever ensnared. I own you and no one will ever care. Listen. Listen. Focus on me. Listen. Your life means nothing. Listen. L...

in the darkest cracks of our psyche lies a place where nothing grows. descendent of the intrinsic fires who's embers cease to glow enveloped in despair of political disrepair while we feast on the scraps from the table of the haves and have mores (there's noth...

Geirrod and Agnar set to sea. Sons of King Hraudung they were. Their oars kissed the water above where Jormagund sleeps. They cast off their baited hooks. The clouds gathered above in the heavens. Their luck in the catch left them unaware Caught amidst storm a...

Trauerweide II [performed by Panopticon] Rotes Gold ergießt sich auf karges Land Gealterte Wurzeln, verrottetes Laub Aus der Ferne rief ein Wandrer Suchte vergebens nach einem schicksalsarmen Weg Eine Trauerweide stand einsam Als eine kalte Sonne sic...

This loss of all innocence. The hands that guard us often wither. Leaving us so exposed. Naked to the wolves. Away from our fathers and mothers, who once sheltered us from the terror of the wolrd. Who will hold us now that they have gone? Left to be embraced b...

Come all of you poor workers, good news to you I'll tell. Of how that good old union has come in here to dwell. Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? Which side are you on? We are starting our good battle we know we're sure to wi...