Ø (Instrumental)

False figures that have been elected as our saviour's
A world a new breed beyond our imagination
Staring at the sun we lost the will to see the point
Preparation for our extinction
Peace was never an option
As we sulk in the silence
Peace was never an option
The Hand of hatred pulling the innocence from your eyes
As we sulk in the silence
We let this go for far too long
We let this go for far too long
We won't remain
Who can we blame
We won't remain
Who can we blame
The nightmares they offer us tranquility
In exchange for life
Bear witness to the undying confluence
A symbol of our everlasting pain
Open the gates
What brought the wrath of this accursed entity
Turn your gaze to mars