Letra de Sigil

Bearing the sigil of the dark union
Bore into your skin the mark of the conformist
Advocating the very ones who seek to corrupt
Branded with the symbol of those who lead
You have only become the oblivious sheep
Hacking and sawing away at your moral fibers

Their rotten twisted words burrow deep inside your mind
Subliminal messages, hidden agendas, secret societies,
controlled commands
Their rotten twisted words burrow deep inside your mind
Secluded conferences, covert affairs, private conventions, vicious ideals

Twelve lines for the leaders most high
Twelve lines for the elders divine
High above the tower of shadows
Their adornment will be worshiped

Encompassed in a circle of lies
Flown high on the flag of incompetence
The city they rule is crumbling
The vultures above are circling

Decaying bodies at the citadel steps
Ignoring pleas and blind to regret
Elders watch and say nothing
Their assumed wisdom is the usual suspect

Pulling strings from behind the curtain
Domination from disguised veils of falsehood
Face value has never been so flawed

Your leaders only seek to control
Stamped with the sigil, conformist