| A distant alarm, a sound from far away | |
| We raised our heads towards the sky but there was nothing there to see | |
| The restless crowd is now breaking the silence | |
| Anxiety is rising, the sky is turning dark | |
| A riot is emerging, men beat men to death | |
| This is unexplainable, a fight without a battle | |
| The alarm resounds and someone called in a speaker: "This is not a drill, I repeat: this is not a drill..." | |
| Today we die, today we testify | |
| All we do must come to an end - this is the end | |
| Reversed evolving, turning people into beasts | |
| They're feasting on eachother, strong consume the weak | |
| Flaming ruins, society is lost | |
| Shattered city streets filled with blind, nameless creatures | |
| The sky cracks open, dust is descending | |
| Breath the black air, feel darkness in your lungs | |
| Silence - nothing makes a sound | |
| But we can still hear, the sound of the alarm | |
| Today we die, today we testify | |
| All we do must come to an end - this is the end | |
| A distant early warning | |
| A sound from far away | |
| We raised our heads | |
| Towards the sky | |
| Towards the alarm... |