When it all bows to darkness Natural Justice will be served The only truth we can fathom, Is the judgment of the earth Water will try to drown itself, Fire will try to burn, and what we take for granted, will take us in return. Woe to us thieves! We, we've stolen our children's souls.
Heavy rain will come, wash the disease away Storms will serve as punishment for our refusal to obey Hey! x4 Refusal to obey Storms serve as punishment for our refusal to obey.
An age of refinement beyond our control. We must pay the toll Water will try to drown itself, Fire will try to burn, Earth will bury, Air return home. An age of refinement beyond our control True consumption neither bought nor sold Created or evolved, we must still ṗay the toll.
Heavy rain will come, wash the disease away Storms will serve as punishment for our refusal to obey Hey! x4 Refusal to obey Storms serve as punishment for our refusal to obey.