Our hands are reaching out
Towards a reeking shadow
Watching us from above
Urging us to follow
But the hole is without end
And the walls show no grip
We're drowning in the mud
Our footsteps created
Story of a world fragile
Dying of common disease
A black pest in our hearts
An eye failing to see
Who stood there on the cliff
But a deceptive form
A fake god made of lies
We project our lives on
So paint your skin with bone and blood
To make them cry and make them hope
Of a future without Man
Where hell breaks loose and burns us all
Where hell breaks loose and burns our souls
Your desperate act of revolt
Won't bring closer salvation
Even the darkest minds await
For emptiness is the final destination
So paint your skin with bone and blood
To make them cry and make them hope
Of a future without Man
Where hell breaks loose and burns us all
Where hell breaks loose and burns our souls