Deceit, disdain, the moral decay
All those things will just come to an end
The fights, the rage, the lack of all faith
They will stop in a terrible day
The fear, the pain, the lack of all strength
Understand we are close to the end
The wine, the game, the justice delayed
All those things will destroy human race
And how will you feel like after its coming?
How will you feel when we come to an end?
We feel the pain, we see them behave
They don't care; they just want you to fail
The sky turns red; the clouds call your name
It's the hour of justice, my friend