4 acessos
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