Open this cries, catastrophe, just turned out from the believes, 
Jail will be braked inside, full of waiting.
Lets start to stop it, lets start to brake it, 
Lets start to stop it,
Lets start to stop it in ourselves.
Lets start to stop the end.

We are the scars [bad word] down on you above,
We are the lies what interact with you.
We are the tidy innocence, 
You follow us to shattered end.

My god destroying all you felling, living.

The [bad word] 
As unawaken pride,
Face down from top and to the ground,
And find the all of primes. 

Take all in wheel, 
You hit enough for pleasure.
Confessor on waiting.

Messiah you follow destiny this time.
On hope and blood what follow dreamers.
They glowing out, they in consorting,
Swarm with your flames, condemned.

Lost this part of your fame.

You crying inside of mine,
Can't get the fear in this battle,
You crying, and cross line.

Missing of falled protecting in this trice.
We want your blind, it's creed of dreamers.
That giving out, grab the distorted,
For all your flames, condemned.

Find their hope, in lights of afterlife,
In thoughts of helplessness, in corp of my ride.
Yet going up, prepare for infiltrate,
You going down - will be okay.