Turn around and lock your doors, this world is searching for its thieves
Now look at the beautiful valley of eden
And witness the power of our casual destruction
Burned and raided It did not talk,
It did not scream
Now this world has its own regime
Cloaked in immense beauty and infinite ruin
Motionless forever in time

It feeds our fallen nightmares where we can hear it playing its last alluring song
The nature will deprive us all without human rebellion
We are now at the mercy of beasts
Asit was meant tobe