The seeds we have sown in our days
Will eat us alive
Suffocation under all we’ve made
They will become our demise, they will eat us alive

Where can we turn to save ourselves?
Will we burn for what we’ve done?
I know that I can find redemption
Sheltered in the Shadow of the Mountain!

Pulled under and apart
Blood will flow
Under the waves and pulling tides
The agony I feel, is not the sin I bear
A torturous design, brought up by passing time

Broken bone, the end is near, near!
Twisted flesh, the end is here, here!

All the wealth of all the world
Feeble comfort for a soul
All the wealth of all the world
What good is it to