Formed from dust, fleeing from candor
Warring tribes and delusions of grandeur
Hearts of stone, rewarded with might
A recipe for a continuous fight
Lie to me, there's purity in panic
Built to feed, the morbidly manic
Try to tame the chaos around us
We are a speck in the world that surrounds us
We can't contain our disdain for the ground we claim
We are the cause of the flaws that we hide with shame
We veil our grace and displace what we ought to embrace
We cannot face that we're base and out of place
Vald er vopn sem djöflanir deila
Veira sem vafrar í holdgerðum heila
With every act the hole just gets deeper
We are enslaved by this venomous reaper
The seat of greed is blind to the message
A throne is poison to all who possess it
To all who possess it
Night encircles the boundless beasts
Growing fat from the creed of priests
May we mewl as the chaos humbles us
Burn our Gods and reduce us all to dust
Whether we're here or some distant planet
Our gifts have always been taken for granted
We can't escape, no matter where we go
The ground quakes beneath the weight of our ego
With every act the hole just gets deeper
We are enslaved by this venomous reaper
The seat of greed is blind to the message
A throne is poison to all who possess it
A throne is poison to all who possess it
Grætur rósin geislabaugum
Glóandi og dreyminn
Drottnar yfir draugaheimum
Dauðinn gleypir heiminn