Forgotten memories that touches our minds
Painful splinters of a cold relief
humble bow in front of a war [bad word] 
Species allied from the dawn of time

Lie scattered on the brinks of [bad word] 
Not more than a whisper, a sigh of faith

Ascending hate outlines our path
Into the precipitous oblivion
Glorified acts of violence produces
The foundation to [bad word] 
Conditions are right
Exclusively yours, not more than a whisper
sigh of forgotten faith

Forgotten memories that touches our minds
Painful splinters of a cold relief
humble bow in front of a war [bad word] 
Species allied from the dawn of time

Lie scattered on the brinks of [bad word] 
Not more than a whisper, a sigh of faith

Desolate planes, human [bad word] glory
Lingers in the hollow remains
Of a slowly penetrating anger
We're tied up in darkness, helplessly bound
Exclusively yours, not more than a whisper
sigh of forgotten faith

Contaminated mind
Creator of the growing fued
Contaminated soul
Creator of a conclusive war