wipe away the pouring rain
it`s too late to feel again
what it takes to be born
what it takes when the last has fallen
what I see is depravity within us all
what it takes to be born
what it takes when the last has fallen
what it is this the despondency within us all
maybe I`m already dead
or maybe I`m still alive
draining spirit, the soul and my body of pride
I can see through it all
it`s too late when the end is calling
can`t relate to the stranger inside of you
stranger inside of you
stranger inside of you
what it takes to be born
what it takes when the last has fallen
what I see is depravity within us all
there`s no sense in the truth
there`s no will when the world is falling
hostility is arriving to demoralize