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