D.W.C.T.A.

And once again we have arrived To the end of the story Illuminated by countless cries It is too late for us to open our eyes Bask in the dawn of the ending Leave all your hope behind This final line, our rising sign, the birth of death We are the ones who're to blame for this We are the souls maligned We destroyed our homes We poisoned our minds Stole our children's joy Lost our chance to rise So sad, for in the midst of our lives we died The death, the death, will come for all Our end, shall be quick so we need not look far The death, the death, will come for ALL And all at once the unconscious mind awakes to find No sound, no flesh, no self, no world, just black Spiritus mundi, we beg you please have pity on us We know not what we do We know not what we do DE MORTE, HOMINIS DE MORTE, HOMINIS And once again we have arrived To the end of the story Illuminated by countless cries It is too late for us to open our eyes Bask in the dawn of the ending Leave all your hope behind This final line, our rising sign, the birth of death We are the ones who're to blame for this We are the souls maligned This is the hapless fate that we can't defy Here at the end of the cycle Nothing more than a sigh