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