Nothing but dust will remain
After the leeches feast
The rapid decay, of this once almighty beast
The faceless, the devouring horde
Of the insatiable, consume and flourish
Taking all for their own
And leaving nothing left
They squeeze every ounce
Every drop of substance
Silently they wait
For their chance to strike
The powerless, the hopeless

Time has run out, in the hourglass of order
This is the end, mankind will fall to a downward spiral

This is the end
In the balance of power
Chaos reigns
The faceless, the devouring horde
Of the insatiable, consume and flourish
Taking all for their own
And leaving nothing left
They squeeze every ounce
Every drop of substance

Time has run out, in the hourglass of order
This is the end, mankind will fall to a downward spiral