Through the centuries of misery

Hand in hand with death we've wandered

Another morning, the sun risen

Shall we see it again

You will never know



Sub-conscious self-destruction

Soon to be in the end of the path

Like a typhoon

Only ruins we've left behind



As the truth of divinity

We'll never find

On the playground

Of the human mind



Too late to cry

We all have died



Peaceful existence, tranquility

Hopeless dream, never come true

A bestial mind hidden in humanity

Never changing, we fall



Sub-conscious self-destruction

Now being in the end of the path

Like a typhoon

Only ruins we've left behind