isolated among the immense and dreary gray....
the clouds in the sky are dimming the day

now is our time, our debt to pay
in the streets, many dead will lay

in this single night, its wings will tear,
no longer will it light the way...

the lost will wander endlessly
until with their lives they've payed

the "living" will stay tripping,
over the decayed

until dropping dead,
in a growing mountain they'll forever lay