| Find a way to bring me home |
| Darkness is washing over the sky |
| When all the trees burned down |
| Where does the crow fly? |
| Take this as an offering |
| Empty promises are dead |
| All the rage and pain is gone |
| Soon, all the rivers run red |
| All that matter is gone |
| There is nowhere else to go |
| No place for us to hide |
| Nothing above and nothing below |
| And the world has closed its eyes |
| Mother time draws her final breath |
| The innocent washed away |
| The condemned, the dance of death |
| It was easy to hide in the crowd |
| We acted numb to the warnings ahead |
| With everything that’s rotten |
| Even the marching ants have fled |
| All that matter is gone |
| There is nowhere else to go |
| No place for us to hide |
| Nothing above and nothing below |
| And the world has closed its eyes |
| Mother time draws her final breath |
| The innocent washed away |
| The condemned, the dance of death |
| And the world has closed its eyes |
| Mother time draws her final breath |
| The innocent washed away |
| The condemned, the dance of death |