[bad word] in redemption's pyre
 Scorched out, no longer in life
 Awaiting these souls on fire
 In life, there's no brighter side

 Once hateful as all its slaves
 More fertile than its enemies
 Impossible to control
 But still a reason for us to live on

 Keep away from scarecrows dreams
 Dismay feeds all these marionettes
 See the [bad word] and manipulation
 With lies they breed all these marionettes

 [bad word] over denial inside a thought bleaker than life
 Lustre of all that remains is the day 
 when we all are the same
 Adapted to black, still on way down
 Beyond redemption in a state stronger than hate

 [bad word] over all dreams
 Deceit to feed the desolated breed
 The point of all that's been done
 Is the moment we all are gathered as one