Bare witness to the age of ruin
Say hello to this failed world
Stomping through the valley of the broken
I've foreseen all this devastation
We have left this up to our god
One who has never shown his face
Gasping for air in this closed off world
You'll hear the silence that follows death
Faces covered in ash
Their hearts are hardened by survival
This gift arrives in blood
Sing along to us collectively dying
Its all becoming so clear
The end is so present, so near
So pick up your cross and embrace this damnation
Faces covered in ash streets left in abandonment
God has left it all up to us and this is what we have 
done.
A very breakable will, a soul that is not worth saving
A bastard child in a bastard's world.