• We've stood in place for far too long
    Looking back at the years that have gone
    Look at the ruins we once called our home
    Now when the rain falls where will we go?

    We've managed to breathe without being alive
    We're lost in a world that has run out of time

    Theyre addicted to dust
    Idolizing what left them in misery
    They will soon meet their end
    The idols they thought would save them
    Have a tombstone of their own

    I speak the words
    Of those who's life was cut short
    They say that the grave will swallow you whole
    But you still have time to save your soul
    Time that is wasting away...
    We've managed to breathe without being alive
    We're lost in a world that has run out of time

    We've stood in place for far too long
    Looking back at the years that have gone
    Look at the ruins we once called our home
    Now when the rain falls where will we go?
    Where will we go?

    I speak the words
    Of those who's life was cut short
    They say that the grave will swallow you whole
    But you still have time to save your soul...

    "So many take pride in their idols. In Satan, the fallen angel.
    What will the masses do when their master bows before something
    far greater than anything they could imagine?"