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