Another day has just passed by
andother memory, another death.
Another Jesus crucified
is waiting for his last breath.

Protected stronghold of the old,
all lives perished in the fight.
Regardless bravery, i'm bold
while failing, and refuse to die.

Another day in spectre of the gray
realize our future's redesigned.
Towards unknown, flawless soul decay,
we're running out of time.

There is no sudden death at all,
instead we're dying slowly as we breathe,
as poison spread each step ahead.
with every breath we taking deep.