Have you ever heard the sound of the reek?
Our paradise is drowning in it
Inside and outside, thousands of sins
Blood-painted sky and approaching eclipse
Towards the internal disease
End of slumber for you and me
These wounds will stay forever
Eternally
Molecules contaminated with chaos
Consuming themselves
In the endless circle of Ouroboros
Have you ever heard the silence at the end?
Our paradise has rotted and melted
The shadow grows
From east to west
Black mark on the sky
Crack in heaven's line
Expands across the horizon
While the constellations
Send out dying light
How many of us will bleed
At the very end of our age?
Our freedom, our glory
Our Kingdom shall fall
Corrupted molecules
Infected thoughts
Fossilization of mind
Symptoms worsen
Not long before
Our fall
During Phobos eclipse
We'll get down on our knees
The last rays of sunshine
Will disappear
And we will fall