Dear watchmen of all of our lives
We’ve gouged out our own seeing eyes
So that we may remain blind
And give powers of vision to you
Now lower your sight upon all
Be master of all our affairs
But who do you answer to?
And who, indeed, watches you?
Who watches the watchmen?
I do
And I can see you
For what you are
And I can stop you
Dead
I, with gunscope renewing my sight
Have targeted you with my eyes
And under your gaze and your guise
I will drop you wherever you stand
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"All the good songs were written this way: I made half the tune, gave up on it, then picked it up again one to three years later and finished it. The not so good songs: I archive every riff I come up with (especially the shit ones) with a tape recorder. [...] Then I rehearse playing them as fast as possible until you can't hear what's going on", says the man behind the project. This is insanely fun. Hans