This wretched art of time These wonders without soul The end of all known values Can you hear them? My eyes - unblessed Will watch your last crawl Defaced and paralyzed No one hears your call Time is pa**ing by Bearing an orphan child Unaware of old values Can you see him? This vision of mankind Striding without face Excessive greed, simplicity Knowledge forced your fall Without face Your fall Inversion Complete rewind In fire and oceans depths Disaster strikes As we sow our demise A thoughtful appearance All failing to receive Fright Barren, lonely Torn, crying Mother Hidden image Sought extraction Three days of secrecy Left his world unrestrained Ten years and more to come Isolated, solemn reign An idle mercenary Placed on an empty field Reality foretold All left beneath this shield Our days are free of substance In a limited pulse All venture on my shadowed side These words of angels wretched Our schemes will forever fall A deceiving well planned lie Still, still standing tall