Can you control your fears when 
certain end is waiting
Ahead of time and karma 
The faith that's overacting 
As weak and slim our chances 
Are in the veil of darkness 
The cross that we all carry 
The cursed [bad word] the martyrs 
And I know that if we go,
There'll be the last man standing
And as we fall the spirit carries on 
That the [bad word] and save us all 
As we call the ones we left below 
We all dream of day we rise above
The closure, expected ...