In the melancholy darkness,
With Earth full of sorrow,
Comparing the weakness,
Tears to follow.
Beings of depression,
Crushing their passion,
Metal is desire,
The joy set on fire.
The flames of fire,
Are getting higher and higher.
Your metal, your desire,
Cannot stop the fire.
There is no drop of water,
Life is getting shorter.
The flames have caught you,
And there is nothing you could do.
Now you are burning,
Shouting inside with no turning.
No water was saved,
And left over is your grave.
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