Face primeval force of dismay
Come to this world, be driven by fear
Man, faulty vessel of live
Molded to shape, so easy to crush
Clay, filled with the bane
Figure of power, so hungry to last
Night cannot abate the fever of the sun
To let the darkness wreath the day, the light
Words becoming pale, sly thoughts sum up the gain, underrating a toll
Together we dissolve the pain, once forlorn
Together we embrace the self with a slave
Together we dissolve the pain, once forlorn
Together we incite the flame of thirst
The urge, forever begotten by flesh,
It cannot be tamed, never will stop, to own the control
Night cannot abate the fever of the sun
To let the darkness wreath the day, the light
Words becoming pale, sly thoughts sum up the gain, underrating a toll