All that power All that greed Everything at your fingertips Too blind to see Soulless pale monsters Strip mined our futures Our only birthright to suffocate, starve and die In their quests to be gods They forgot gods don't bleed and die This is your blackout, the fifth sunset Your death is our paradise Rip the scales from your hands Snap your swords in two Snatch the crowns from your heads Drag you off the pale horse Your death is our paradise