Diamonds will turn to dust and glory will fade we will be bled dry and you won't be saved they'll take from us everything these vultures will feed you'll choke on your silence these bastards will breed the sky will turn grey with the weight of acid rain and you'll turn to the sky searching for blame but your cries to sky they fall on deaf ears and then you'll realize we've been left here they'll take from us everything and still you'll give more we rot and we rot we rot to our core time marches on immune to pleas indifferent to all that you bleed but just remember if this ever looks like defeat just know