Look what it has become Fields of faceless pride Misled into belief. Hidden in veils So you think you are all glorious? So you think you are blessed? A divine epidemic Just another form - possessed We should have fought back Before it was too late But we cannot change the past So I guess this is our fate Far from below, A dreary fearsome sound Drifts upon my ears - Arousing. Conforming... Deep embedded misery, Pouring through their hearts To mine in tidal waves Ungodly violence... A creeping night, With a crawling feast Raping your life good-bye... I shall survive... Descending to An endless pit...