| Broken buildings watching over flooded streets where nothing moves | |
| Shelters for the vultures hardly keeping daylight out | |
| Marble stained with rust faded paintings on the walls | |
| Beaten towers crumble haunted only by the wind | |
| I will live forever no angels left to hold me | |
| I will be the final man | |
| Picking up the given challenge of the fallen gargoyle angels | |
| Headed on collision course with martyrs tied as fenders | |
| Driving like a mad dog going faster than a bullet | |
| Pulled by gravitation from a million tonnes of stone | |
| Human insects lived here crawling through the underground | |
| Beehive built in stainless a cathedral for the slaves | |
| Spineless cowards guided by ideals they couldn't grasp | |
| Giving up their freedom in the hope of being chosen | |
| In the twilight grows the shadows hollow hand that tries to catch me | |
| Omens can not stop me because all the prophets died | |
| Like the ancient temples their monument survived them | |
| Speeding through the ruins I left the bridges burning |