Emotional decay
Egoism commence
Static domination
Empathic precipice
The heirs are now too old to rule
A governmental demise
Forged by fear are the cynic rulers
Fed by greed they dig mankind's grave
The tears are lost
And also the morning sun
Words in fire
The bonfire of history
The air is now too thin to breathe
Everything will cease to exist
Forged by fear are the cynic rulers
Fed by greed they dig mankind's grave
Tomorrows world is far too real
The political plague grew too strong
Tomorrows dream will never be
There's no escape, what have we done
Tomorrows world is far too real
Tomorrows dream will never be
The word is silent
The world is dead
Only ruins remains
Only hope was restrained
The heirs are all gone by now
Everything has ceased to exist
Forged by fear were the cynic rulers
Fed by greed they dug mankind's grave
