The nation is ill Rats running around Men against each other Crows flying in town
As the sun seems to move over sinland Some still believe in a better day Cold is the heart of earth, it's calling upon the end Fair or unfair, that's the way it is over here
Demise is in the air I feel it in every breath This air that makes me sick It brings our people to be damned forever
Evil power is armed against us Standing with our backs against the wall Evil power is armed against us Always unlucky but come back for more
It brings our people to be damned forever Lust, envy, apathy, greed It brings our people to be damned forever This air that makes me sick Brings our people to be damned forever