This is no story of an end with a new beginning
No message behind with a greater meaning
Not an end of an era, but our last chance to act;
Acta, non verba
The death toll is rising, lost souls colliding
A meaning in tragedy but no meaning of prosperity
Inflicted inferno spreads by desire, as blind demand gets higher
Leaf to dirt, flesh to soil
Blood dries black and our souls drown in oil
Wherever we go only death becomes
How can we live with no lungs left to breathe? (I can't breathe)
How can we sleep with our homes set ablaze?
Suffocating lives, suffocating sights
This is no story with a new beginning
Cut the cord, set me free
This will be the end for you and me
The death toll is rising, lost souls colliding
A meaning in tragedy but no meaning of prosperity
Inflicted inferno spreads by desire
Leaf to dirt, flesh to soil
Blood dries black and our souls drown in oil
Wherever we go only death becomes
How can we live with no lungs left to breathe? (I can't breathe)
How can we sleep with our homes set ablaze?
Cut the cord, set me free
This is the end for you and me
We can't mourn no rose if the woods decease
This is about more than you and me