A sound in the wind,
A soft and distant road, the onset of a storm
A soul is spilled somewhere far away.
A neighbour yesterday, it could be you tomorrow
Torment has a limit, unlike human greed.

A cry against this rotten world
Tear upon tear, forming a sea.
Destructive wave purifying the evil choking us.
Isolated ... first step.
Together ... the only way.
Path of pain, overthrow the power.
Way of salvation, start over.

(One) drop is weak on it's own
(blood absorbed by the earth)

But might overflow a cup
(blood flowing from the earth).
A shortening wick
(igniting the hearts of men)
Undying flame...

The Future was a delusion of men
Present and past feed the time
Overthrow the power, way of salvation, start over.

(One) drop is weak on it's own (blood absorbed by the earth)
But might overflow a cup (blood flowing from the earth).
A shortening wick (igniting the hearts of men)
Undying flame... (spurring the instincts of men).