Through the centuries of misery Hand in hand with death we've wandered Another morning, the sun risen Shall we see it again You will never know Sub-conscious self-destruction Soon to be in the end of the path Like a typhoon Only ruins we've left behind As the truth of divinity We'll never find On the playground Of the human mind Too late to cry We all have died Peaceful existence, tranquility Hopeless dream, never come true A bestial mind hidden in humanity Never changing, we fall Sub-conscious self-destruction Now being in the end of the path Like a typhoon Only ruins we've left behind