Devastation has given the sake of shelter a run for cover
Privilege escapes to what safe once was
Ancient warnings hold your shallow legends to deserve much worse
Lost text have met fire to become our own curse
Sacred liar, replace your routine
Media will give hope in a lasting horror scene
Edge of your seats have nothing on what you're about to witness
It was written in our blood to spell finish
Our only chance lies in the glorious risk

To be more than what fear created
Blessings collapse under a tirade tongue
Belief kills any choice of your own
Apprehend your fate

There is no life
There is no death
Only this dream
There is no first
There is no last
Regret's useless when you're dead