Blinded by vanity - things you forget Blinded by nothingness - nothing to regret Living in misery, everlasting pain This world consumes us, nothing to regain Living in constant fear Bearing the weight to disappear The life, the honor, the reason Everything will end up in smoke Life will turn to ashes Everyone will choke We will burn in fire We'll end up in smoke Do you hear the bell? Can you sense the smell? The smell of ashes and dust The smell of the end of us From the ashes we will rise