Temple Of Blood - Illusion Of Control

(Machinery!) Just a cog in a cosmic machine
(Potency!) Joined in clockwork rhythm with all things
Formed from dust to live the master plan
Our course was written before time began

And yet we are consumed by constant fear

(Worldly!) Not an inch can we add to our height
(Brevity!) Not a year can we add to our life

And yet we struggle year after year

A troubled race we run
But the war has already been won

Illusion of control

(Mortality!) Fleeting time upon this mortal plane
(Futility!) Busy futile lives we live in vain
Frustration and failure from our hands
Can't succeed apart from His command

And yet we boast about our mighty deeds

(Tragedy!) No power to save ourselves from doom
(Mandatory!) No recourse but to accept the truth
And yet we don't embrace our destiny

A troubled race we run
But the war has already been won

Illusion of control

A troubled race we run
But the war has already been won

Illusion of control (x8)