Burning on top of a dam of ash

In a pile of smoldering heaps

We constructed a road of numbers

Leading us to the thinking promise

All the way across the field

The stars below as we travel

Over the rivers of evil comets

Towards the Shadow's goal

On our way we passed Mars

In time reversed it lived again

No better reasons

Our world can't stop the war

Twisted Into Shapes Not Known

Fall Over mountains of Dead sands

The God waiting for a program

Traversing the demon lands

When the way is blocked the Unholy Magic releases

From the Wizards Seed; Into seven holiest pieces

If Time is Dead we failed

Never again years are betrayed

A shit world with no calendar

The end of the world is today

Had to leave it far behind-Went to run and try to hide

Sucked into a continuum, I passed the realms of after-life