Sun sets on the final day 
 Waking up from a thousand plagues 
 Light hurts in the orphant's eye 
 Imprison faith in the newborn child 

 We are forgotten, 
 Our minds locked up in fear 
 We are forgotten, 
 but now our time is here 
 and [bad word] the night 
 inhales a dying sun 
 of shadows will appear 
 a ghastly sight of crocked bodies 
 crawling out to breathe the air 
 in the fields where light remains 
 far away from [bad word] sense 
 severed hands from a burried child 
 Be aware, it's the omen 
 From the twisted side 

 We are forgotten souls with our minds locked up in fear 
 So pray for salvation cause the empire is near