Blood, sweat and tears, I spill
Heaven and earth I try to change
But for what? Why?
It’s all forlorn. There’s no turning back
The clock of distant spaces has no turn
And neither the ruins nor scars heal
The ruins of the great fall; every stone is broken
Every path has been painted blood red
A severe atmosphere is all that’s left
And there is no return now
Decisions have been made
And warning have been given
But to the deaf ear and the blind eye,
There is no excuse. There’s no return for you.