Living cycle remains unknown
Far memories show signs of hope close to the core
Barely holding on to wasted days
And the final turn arrived
With forlorn thread of life
In the wrath of the bottomless soil
Decreasing light of the falling star
Unreachable by the hand of the divine
Will disappear forever until cycle arise
Arise from pale nightfall
As the glow starts diffusing beneath the ground
Redeem my own pitfall
As the wind turns my greed to aversion
Enough, enough
It's only matter of course
We wait till we die
In the grasp of the desolate land only humans will endure
Light dies, I wait here for a while
Condescending, still pretending
Arise from pale nightfall
As the glow starts diffusing beneath the ground
Redeem my own pitfall
As the wind turns my greed to aversion
Final turn arrived
With forlorn thread of life
Barely holding on to wasted days
In the wrath of the bottomless soil
In the wrath
In the wrath of the bottomless soil
