Testo Deep State

A silent figure watching out from beneath the ancient trees
This secret commonwealth is hidden far beneath the light of day
In moonlight the earth wakes, in caverns the stones break

And we are paralyzed, frozen in the deeper sleep
Paralyzed
Inside on the outside, white light white light
The eyes of the deep state burning, burning
Lord of the flying fires, legions of the hidden sun
Are bleeding through into the light, from our nightmare they have come
Intention, hostile, your bloodline, the lost child

Three men arriving from the east, black skies above the ashen priest
The earth is buckling in protest
The armies of the dispossessed

We call out, in nightmare
Yet find we remain there

And we are paralyzed, a cold wind blows through hell tonight