A coalition of failed men Scales fates' eerie strings Brave warriors, aspiring champions Lower your heads, avert your gaze Such a shameful display Silently witnessed Tempted accomplices Indulge yourselves Inward cleansing Shattered halls of glass Housing motionless statues Unable to halt their own demise Rejoice in the chaos, in the desperation For our day, so hard-earned is finally upon us Reality palpitates once again Tears our corporeal vessel Sever your hands Such fruitless branches In a barren orchard Cut down for a pyre This shall be our finest hour Gather what remains of yourselves Between the painted and the blind Nobody ever truly wins