The nation is ill
Rats running around
Men against each other
Crows flying in town
As the sun seems to move over sinland
Some still believe in a better day
Cold is the heart of earth, it's calling upon the end
Fair or unfair, that's the way it is over here
Demise is in the air
I feel it in every breath
This air that makes me sick
It brings our people to be damned forever
Evil power is armed against us
Standing with our backs against the wall
Evil power is armed against us
Always unlucky but come back for more
It brings our people to be damned forever
Lust, envy, apathy, greed
It brings our people to be damned forever
This air that makes me sick
Brings our people to be damned forever