Our mother earth is crawling on her knees Pale grey skies send their deadly breeze A condemned existence falls without a name And death plays on his last and final game We are banished into the end and raise the flag of hopelesness The cries of men are turning total insane In that century shall reign apathy again A sick explotative suicide race We are just about to find its final disgrace Eyes are filled with impending doom Wretching the bleak and laying in gloom Stagnating stain forms everlasting pain Pretense is sane, for previous blame Stagnating stain, everlasting pain