Being in the world that's hollow
There's no one we can follow
The reason is too polar
We're sick of looking forward
Writing on the walls
All the sacred words
We cross our swords
Here comes clash of worlds
We're writing on the walls
We're here to fight disease
Cold Devil's crucifix
Yeah, we're just the misfits
But we are not of greeds
We are insane
We're chasing pain
In darkest place
We'll start our race
Our souls will live
but Bodies can't breathe
Con`science will leave
God, help us, please !