Tekst piosenki 'Kode' wykonawcy Dynahead

Wait for me, the time is coming
Fear was never here so we created it
Time was meaningless until we baptized it
Hope was granted but we always fail
Always fail
Fear is like a rusty tool we consecrated
Time's a razor waiting around our necks
Hope is a foolish measure to stay sane
Stay sane

Fate is smaller (than a quantum drift)
Wait and wait (nothingness speaks)
Day by day us (through our lips)
Seek retrieval from our sins
Crisis toll
What was once peace of soul
Slow sand
Falls through the hourglass

No savior to erase
Our choice
To heal your lies and treat the sore
Hurt in us
Fear was granted and we never fail
Time was never here so we created it
Hope was meaningless until we baptized it
Again
Fear is a foolish measure to stay sane
Time's like a rusty tool we consecrated
Hope a razor waiting around our necks insane

Closing my eyes
Grows visions everywhere
Of a world without me
Without each of us
Spasmodic memories
Of piles of burning bodies
Will I sleep again?
It's not my fault
But it's in every sleep
Insisting me awake

I wish it ended
And together with the whole
The reaper takes me
Will I ever sleep?
Brace me, I'll bring down this world
(Hmmm...)
We are the ones
That regulate your brain
These are the orders
That echo in you

Between lies
We declaim credible truths
Don't you believe in me?
Won't you appeal to your faith?
Within crimes
We act sinless as you
The years pass by
And we come up with ways to fool
I won't take you to that special place
That seat belongs only to me

Listen me, the world is coming down
Give in to our temptation
Feast on our frugal table

Bigotry
Speaks millenarianist
A tongue you'll learn
Faster than your mother one
But no one is there to save us
Life is one, and it's only too short
You can get it right once
This is the one and only chance you got

Lethargy
Mysticism tenet
Lullaby
Sang to make you forget
But there's no right and no wrong
Ways to put your grudges under control
The spread of grief was
This land's one and only God

Obeying
To the primal stances of our moral
The legacy of the genes
That selected us to be its engines
For thirteen billion years
We all have been deceased
Existing for less than nothing
Feeling like eternity

Every generation lived
Just like the way you mimic
Knowing the medicine
Without a tree bark to distill
I can change my mind
But not yours
I can't teach you what you feel
You already know

Give in to our temptation
Feast on our frugal table
Vengeance and retribution
Brings close the restoration