Awoke from the earth A vengeance from the silent ones Rise to the malevolence in his eyes for the right Burning a path Marching towards an epitaph It lays fires in the wake of the destruction and the art The art
The art, bow to the arrogance
Flesh gears start to turn And the nightmare begins anew for you So pray to the emptiness in the gods for your life
The art, beg for the punishment In the grind Ground into nothingness
Forced into hell, can you Show them where the empty gods lie
Weak are falling prey Smell the burning of the innocents Captured like some rats, they are screaming for their lives And out fro the gods Comes the silent hand of nothingness Doing nothing, saying nothing, where's your faith now
Human ashes fall like rain A curse for the empty gods, you are all a lie
Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell Lost and alone you writhe
Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell Lost and alone you will writhe
Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell Lost and alone you writhe
Lost and alone in the emptiest kind of hell Lost and alone you will writhe