Beyond total mortality, the man kind go to the end
Awake brutal insanity, the man kind go to the end
The man kind never rebirth after dead
The culture will be art of the silence
You go to suffer and to die
The man kind, never rebirth after dead!
No!
The man kind, the culture, the wind and the time
The altar that be art of the violence
Is a rebirth by the end
The man kind, the culture, the wind and the time
Awake my suffer and my silence
Broken my seeds of reborn...
Culture dead, drifting around of the pest
Drifting around of all virulence
Drifting around of all dead
The man kind, the culture, the wind and the time
The altar that be art of the violence
Is a rebirth by the end
Beyond total mortality, the man kind go to the end
Awake brutal insanity, the man kind go to the end
You sphere, don't get, be part of the archetype
Awake, get up! to change this land of dead!