They wrote signs
They carved words on stone
They told lies
To save them from themselves
Searching for a new god to elect
Only to find life after death
They wrote signs
They carved words on stone
They told lies
To save them from themselves
Searching for a new god to elect
Only to find life after death
Look what you've done to this world
We live in segregation
To die in isolation
Watch the clocks stop
Feel your bones turn glass
Hold your breath, immerse yourself
Watch the clocks stop
Feel your bones turn to glass
Hold your breath, immerse yourself
In the eternal abyss of blood and pain
Abyss of blood and pain
Abyss of blood and pain
You will not find clouds, gates, golden stairs and beliefs
You're dirt that the next generations will use to build empires
The planet feeds itself with your energy as you fade away
This is your heaven where you used to dream in happiness
The worms wiggle to enter your flesh and consume you till you'll become a wreath of bones
Become a wreath of bones
Become a wreath of bones
Under this sun
The earth is dry and barren
The seas are dust
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