Shout, and delve beneath the ground

The storms do not exist in the depths, relinquished

Bow, to things you want to twist with your fist

And drown in your sorrow, farewell

Your fragrance and harmony

A mask that shuts down reality

Your brooding uncertainty

A mist that brought down my travesty

Believe me when I say that you'll leave this place with no soul or honor

Bow to things you want to twist with your fist

And drown in your sorrow, farewell

Your fragrance and harmony

A mask that shuts down reality

Your brooding uncertainty

A mist that brought down my travesty

Your fragrance and harmony

A mask that shuts down reality

Your brooding uncertainty

A mist that brought down my travesty

I'm brought down to my knees

To live a lifetime of grief

My sorrow knows no retreat

It's time to accept and release

Masquerading Crowd, falling to abyss. (The stains of horror)

What is it worth? (There's no tomorrow)

Feel the fading light, calling to exist. (The stains of horror)

Applaud, no resist, forever. (There's no tomorrow)

(The stains of horror)

(There's no tomorrow)

(The stains of horror)

(There's no tomorrow)