Punishment for intolerance, so...

Entertain us when you're still able to perform

I'm sorry to admit that I won't be around,

When the world you created will collapse and drown



Back to the crypt, nothing will last

We'll all fade away, in one single blast

Out from the dust, machines arise

One second left to live, and we'll open our eyes



I can't find shelter in this world

I'm searching for another world

Where I'll feel safe