Текст: Brocas Helm. The Chemist.

There's more to the story
We hope that you listen
The Chemist will
soon take control

The Chemist sent Preachers
Prophets, and Teachers
To tell tales of the Darkness
before the new dawn

So many won't listen
Won't look to the sky
The curtain is falling
around you
So many must die
That's why I cry