Rise, rise up towards mountain peak March, march away from pandemonium Climb, climb up towards the most brightest flame There is still time to change the direction Miserable humans, digging their own mass grave There is still time to lose it all So be it, fall beneath the shadow of worldwide doom There is still time to change the course Is there? Here begins the edge of the world The masses enter worldwide tomb There is no use for individual brain, just to be part of this game Unnecessary inconvenience to be slave of the time? Rise, rise up towards mountain peak March, march away from pandemonium Climb, climb up towards the most brightest Is there time to change the course? World is silent, voices, they have passed away Away, from this hellish place, they have all gone