Trace the feeling
Unspoken
Still reeling in the twilight
Kiss the haze
Mouths open
Society chokin'
Stilled between
The bite and the blade
The sky is turnin' to a Black Ash Cloud
Deceitful clowns keep pullin' us all down
Watchdogs barking
Time to acknowledge
The road to madness is shorter than the sound
Convulsions
The spiral has opened
Only we can choose a higher ground
Is what we've paid already enough
Has the time arrived where we can know love
On your hands there may be blood
The rain keeps fallin'
The flowers keep growing
So at least for now
We have escaped
In a single moment that can change
All things come and go just the same
'Cause the sky is turnin' to a Black Ash Cloud
All in time will crumble down