When it all bows to darkness
Natural Justice will be served
The only truth we can fathom,
Is the judgment of the earth
Water will try to drown itself,
Fire will try to burn, and what we take for granted, will take us in return.
Woe to us thieves!
We, we've stolen our children's souls.
Heavy rain will come, wash the disease away
Storms will serve as punishment for our refusal to obey
Hey! x4
Refusal to obey
Storms serve as punishment for our refusal to obey.
An age of refinement beyond our control.
We must pay the toll
Water will try to drown itself,
Fire will try to burn, Earth will bury, Air return home.
An age of refinement beyond our control
True consumption neither bought nor sold
Created or evolved, we must still ṗay the toll.
Heavy rain will come, wash the disease away
Storms will serve as punishment for our refusal to obey
Hey! x4
Refusal to obey
Storms serve as punishment for our refusal to obey.
