We stand before the turning tides

Ideas are the blood of lies

No matter where you hide, they'll catch and crucify

I plan my path to afterlife, float through the depths of darkest light

You can't see where you'll turn when you are just as blind.

So praise the son and the holy belief - my god has given up on me

Shadows rise and they bleed into night

A lonely heart at the edge of my reach

I cannot save enough to be in this fight

So I'll leave it all behind.

In the crimson sky, it's too late to organize the armies and their guns

All we have is done

Oh mother tongue, please comfort me - the language I was born to speak

It's just a dream but I believe that I was born to make them see.

So praise the son and the holy belief - my god has given up on me

Shadows rise and they bleed into night

A lonely heart at the edge of my reach

I cannot save enough to be in this fight

So I'll leave it all behind.

Ready to fall, ready to find what's left

Now that we die, taking our final breath

And all the shadows kill the lights.

So praise the son and the holy belief - my god has given up on me

Shadows rise and they bleed into night

A lonely heart at the edge of my reach

I cannot save enough to be in this fight

So I'll leave it all behind.