At The Mercy Of Our Conscience

Confined Within Our Fate

Never Really Questioned Why

We Are Refugees In A Dying World



To Become A Part Of The End



Are We The Ones, The Ones To Blame?

We Are Mortals Of Shadows And Dust



The Sun Sets On Our Sinking Ship Of Fools

On Our Journey Into Oblivion

We Ask Ourselves Again And Again

Now Will We Be Remembered



Shadows...

And Dust...