No on can redeem themselves, no one can be saved
In a dying world filled with enslavement and endless apathy
A tortured past and not much future a tattered earth
Remains destitute and alone in madness

Burial for the living
Our earth stripped of wealth
Burial of the living
Our bodies drained of life

In a world full of enemies
I'm an enemy of the world
There is only so long we have to live
Our dying days are spent waiting for history to repeat itself.
Our only hope is vengeance