the dark egoistical world is in the midst,
the people who are evil here are the people abliss
they've got the whole world singing the blues
the men here fight to lose
murder, chaos ordinary things
in the city where nobody sings
People who help just sadly die
leaving the good to rebel and cry
The work that took years and days
were all set to ashes and ablaze
In a world where good people die
Welcome to the other side.