Sanoja: Annunaki. Throne Of The Annunaki. Killer Instinct.

An echo of pulse
Kills off the silence
Silent agony so familiar
The mind perceives what the eyes must see
Concentrate
Killer instinct
Without thought
Killer instinct
Eyes reopened
To a battlefield of scarlet
Upon the landscape
A product of a two faced world
Concentrate
Killer instinct
Without thought
Killer instinct
Only words to be heard
Confessions on the deathbed
It shows in your stance
Sanity makes it's departure
Donning scars with pride
Not as fashionable as you'd thought
Now the mind perceives
That which human eyes will never see
Concentrate
Killer instinct
Without thought
Killer instinct
An omission of pride
For this victory leaves a man bereaved
A killer, a coward
An enigma to the real world now
Concentrate
Killer instinct
Without thought
Killer instinct
Only words to be heard
Confessions on the deathbed
It shows in your stance
Sanity makes it's departure