1. THE INCOMING VEHEMENCE

I guess our being here has come to an end.
Within this cathedral of doubt
Where the rattle of gears echoes.
Ready to reveal itself.
Fear is all over the place.

Do our lives really count ?
Will anything change when we switch off the last day ?
Through the damp air. On the cold ground of our last home.
Questions come tumbling down.

Isn't it our purest form of right to score our own end ?
To put and end to the slow agony of our sick race ...
Of a sick race.

When the lapping of the blood showers
Tears at the serenity of dawn
When light becomes fire
We will claim back what has been given to us

Isn't it our purest form of right to score our own end ?
To put and end to the slow agony of our sick race ...
A huge set up failure.

It's just a question of time
I can already hear them scream outside
As the bell anouncing the beginning of the countdown rings
Before the rising of the curtain

We are digging our common grave (x4)


2. OUR LAST GASP

It has arrived. The red dawn. The Fury.
The fury of a thousand luminescent globes tearing the sky
Like the explosion of our hate contained for so long.
And the silence of stone after the cataclysmic epuration...

Serenity in isolation when all's dying away !
Condemned for our omnipotence, helpless !

Burn to ashes, trapped by our absolute power
Of destruction, we are the self-destructive titans !
Inflicting to ourselves this punishing destitution.

Last gasp of mankind !(x2)

Outside, the smouldering ruins and the flesh consumed.

Serenity in isolation when all's dying away !
Condemned for our omnipotence, helpless !

Landscape of fire, punishment of hubris.
A self-inflicted Nemesis, leaving us in this tormented hell,
Annihilate humanity pushed to its limits.

Other races will survive...(x3)


3. MARTYRDOM

The long corridor of the shelter accuses me.
And waves of solitude overwhelm me...
I just wanted a decent death
Without shirking our inevitable end.
I don't want to be the last.
Condemned to haunt this scorched earth.

Irony of fate.
Our existence here is futile.
And narrow is our perception.
Our end will have no impact.

Finally, what have we changed ?
From the big bang, nothing new.
Nothing lost, nothing gained. (x2)

We die alone.
Grey Leviathan blinds the sky...
Reducing humanity to dust.

Our future is dead. Forever nailed to obscurity.
I lay down, close my eyes.
Feel that burning liquid through my veins.
I'm leaving this place.
Accepting my own apocalypse.

Grey Leviathan blinds the sky...
Reducing humanity to dust.

I accept my own apocalypse.
This day is black.
Black.