Time has come There's no hope You lost your chance You didn't take the moral in her words One reaps what one has sown. Yes. It's our turn. It's the norm One reaps what one has sown
Ravens come, they bring winds of death There's no time for repentance, it's your end
One reaps what one has sown That's the norm
Is there any warmth beneath your skin? A human trace might remain inside your chest...
Excidium hic est finis Hic et nunc est finis
Your destiny can't be avoided That's your fate and you wonder why Why are you bearing now this nightmare? Your blunders, your end The karma's force Now rules your world The second coming comes to grief Since you insist on ignoring
One reaps what one has sown
Time has come There's no hope You lost your chance You didn't take the moral in her words Yes, it's our turn, it's the norm
Ravens come, they bring winds of death There's no time for repentance, it's your end Is there any warmth beneath your skin? A human trace might remain inside your chest...
Per quai peccai quis, per haec et torquetur Excidium hic est finis hic et nunc est finis
Your destiny can't be avoided That's your fate and you wonder why Why are you bearing now this nightmare?
[Once the wayfarer recovered hope innocence. She fond herself alone again. Facing destruction. In the meanwhile, the damned souls fly and they'll keep flying in the void, until they realize the meaning of their existence, your existence.]