Emotional decay Egoism commence Static domination Empathic precipice The heirs are now too old to rule A governmental demise Forged by fear are the cynic rulers Fed by greed they dig mankind’s grave The tears are lost And also the morning sun Words in fire The bonfire of history The air is now too thin to breathe Everything will cease to exist Forged by fear are the cynic rulers Fed by greed they dig mankind’s grave Tomorrows world is far too real The political plague grew too strong Tomorrows dream will never be There’s no escape, what have we done Tomorrows world is far too real Tomorrows dream will never be The word is silent The world is dead Only ruins remains Only hope was restrained The heirs are all gone by now Everything has ceased to exist Forged by fear were the cynic rulers Fed by greed they dug mankind’s grave