Texty: Red Descending. Where Dreams Come To Die. Slaughter Falls.

As the bird of prey watches (slowly)
Gazing down upon the hordes (scrutiny)
Desperate Lives scattered to the fringe
But not before the slaughter falls

A thousand years
A thousand choices
Where's it gone and what's become of it all
Slow beginnings, ending too fast
Here we wait Slaughter falls

Raining down upon the masses
Falling spheres unknown to man
Society's lost, crumbling to pieces.
Evil force together with plans

Hidden beneath the surface secrets alite
Crying for salvation
Trails of spoken words
Never believed, war is conceived in the madness

Im waiting till Ive seen the one for me
The one that will cure the case for agony
Im waiting till I change my views on life
In memory this world will be rid of the misery

I'll be there waiting for scattered dreams
To unfold in this world

If we wait 'till the final hour
Than its all too late
All will be lost
We've got to wake

Democracy's shot to pieces
Leaders leading a world of their own
Workers engaged in the labour of living
Masses rendered impotent