We're such a success story

But living safe and sorry

The king is not returning

Another church is burning



See the things out of sight

Nothing left and nothing right

Have it all in your hand

Time will turn it all to sand



Wanna leave but you stay

Slowly rot and fade away

Burn an X in your head

Godly being young & dead



Zombiefield angelic race

Rottten flesh on a pretty face

Had it all in your hand

Young & dead in promise land



We're such a success story

But living safe and sorry

The king is not returning

Another church is burning



Dead gods and man-made weather

More bigger faster better

Firearms made of plastic

Our world is so fantastic



You can't fight what's in your soul

And keep the devil in the hole

You can't fight what's in your soul

Before your eyes it will be unfold