| Petrified Eyes | |
| We're armed and ready to attack | |
| To strike the city of all desires | |
| Then calm the waves that lead to passion | |
| When all reality turns back to ashes | |
| Over the hills, across the sea | |
| Into the abyss of a bygone time | |
| Lest we forget what really matters | |
| And the bewildered look up to the sky | |
| Fallen comrades lay on the ground | |
| Victors in death they make no sound | |
| Petrify my eyes | |
| Behold the sights of battle lost | |
| In this unchanging world | |
| What does the poor life of a warrior cost? | |
| Oh can't you see | |
| Many faces from God's own races are waiting | |
| To fight the good fight | |
| Even thought the animals of time have passed you by you still don't see | |
| Oh, you won't see | |
| They've petrified your eyes | |
| Deep desires of mine | |
| Dark thoughts tirannize my mind | |
| When will this torture end | |
| Into the mire, to battle again |