Born from the dregs of reptiles
 They are preparing to die
 Lobotomised by supremacy
 For fire one kills from the cold one dies

 Primordial instincts forcing the concept of divine
 Generated by fear and neglected

 Where only the microscopic germ
 Has the power to annihilate or forgive
 For fire one kills from the cold one dies

 Awake!!! Only death is certain
 Awakening of dawn
 Only death is certain in this dying world

 Tnemom sseldne na eb lliw hsalc lanif eht rof gnitiaw
 Yaw fo dne eht ot sdael seiceps eht fo gninnigeb eht

 The beginning of the species leads to the end of the way
 Waiting for the final clash will be an endless moment

 Glimmers of knowledge were not handed
 What we have created will destroy us