The Great Oblivion

It's getting worse day by day
You cannot remain indifferent
The edge is coming step by step
Tomorrow will be a different fate

Time is no longer for reflection
An imminent disappearance
'Cause no one is innocent
And no one will be spared

You're waging war against the elements
But if they win, we're lost
Unstoppable and silent
A long way to descend

Now you have a role to play
Just before it's too late

No men, no birds
And no more living souls
No fate, no words
And no more self, control

No break, no doubt
And no more hope to spread
No chance, no try
And no more things to tell

No men, no birds
And no more living souls
No fate, no words
And no more self, control

No break, no doubt
And no more hope to spread
No chance, no try
And no more things to tell

It's getting worse
And no more things to tell
And no more things to tell
And no more things to tell