The nations are spent
Left the soulless to stand
Above all the graves of the children who fled
This holy disease
The global unease
Be still and listen for the sense of urgency
Cataclysmic, psychic egocentricity
The situation of western society
We'll dig our graves and reopen our wounds
As it's the price we'll pay for disregarding the truth
Hate
How many times will we have to die this death?
Weight
Every pain, every joy, every thought and sigh
Why shouldn't we all burn
You cannot (cannot) rise anew
If you have not first become
Ashes it is cyclical
Transformation
Hate
How many times will we have to die this death?
Weight
Every pain, every joy, every thought and sigh
Fate
We're all bound to these unconscious archetypes
Wait
We are nothing now but another godless design
A great civilisation is not conquered from without
Until it has destroyed itself from within
No tree it is said
Reaches the firmament
Without its roots residing right within depths
It's not the first occurrence
Just like the universe we're under constant expansion and contraction
Ad infinitum
Why shouldn't we all burn
You cannot (cannot) rise anew
If you have not first become
Ashes it is cyclical
Hate
How many times will we have to die this death?
Weight
Every pain, every joy, every thought and sigh
Fate
We're all bound to these unconscious archetypes
Wait
We are nothing now but another
Godless design
Brace the great collapse