| I´m roaming through wastelands, the colour´s gone |
| Some rests are still spared from the nuclear dawn |
| Like leaves in November the bodies whirl |
| In poisened storms, produced to kill |
| The mankind was born to destroy itself |
| Eyerone is creating his personal hell, too |
| When words lose their meanings the law will be broken |
| And it will all lead to the end… |
| I can´t believe what I must see |
| But where to flee? |
| ´Cause this should be our last depression |
| End this story, end this pain |
| Living hell, my eyes bloodstained |
| Final glory, dark remains |
| So let us leave this world behind |
| Will you sink in the silence of our misery? |
| Ruins rust, pound into dust, it´s hard to breathe |
| You think of a safe place, a room with no windows |
| But it will all lead to the end… |
| I can´t believe what I must see |
| But where to flee? |
| ´Cause this should be our last depression |
| End this story, end this pain |
| Living hell, my eyes bloodstained |
| Final glory, dark remains |
| So let us leave this world behind! |
| Spoken words: |
| «He rises who slept for so long, he rises from the deepest vaults |
| In the twilight he stands, great and unknown |
| And the moon is mashed in his black hand! |
| In the nightly noise of cities it´s falling far |
| Frost and shadows in a strange darkness and the scenes on the streets turn to |
| ice |
| Silence! They look around and nobody knows!!!» |
| Religious wars for weird heirdsman, the sheeps are on their tracks |
| To madness as they left their bodies on these fields of blood |
| Noone will escape, ruling madness in the sign of the cross |
| Seek and ruin every man! |
| I can´t believe what I must see |
| But where to flee? |
| ´Cause this should be our last depression |
| End this story, end this pain |
| Living hell, my eyes bloodstained |
| Final glory, dark remains |
| So let us leave this world behind |
| Leave this World behind… |