We are to blame Gone from pride to shame We're to blame Gone from pride to shame Pride to shame
Tell me what there's left for us All I know are Empty words, empty words, shouts soil the earth with soil the earth with agony Nothing useful will ever sprout Pollution, delusion, conclusions
What will there be left for us Awaken the sedated The ending isn't stated We are not the dying ones Just let astray So just hold on to your hope Or we all die for nothing
We are not the dying ones We are just let astray What will there be left for us Awaken the sedated The ending isn't stated
There must be a purpose Or else we will rot away
We will all die for nothing We all will betray our loving
Die for nothing Die for nothing
What will there be left for us Awaken the sedated The ending isn't stated We are not the dying ones We are just let astray So just hold on to your hope Or we all die for nothing
We are not the dying ones We are just let astray What will there be left for us Awaken the sedated The ending isn't stated
We are not the dying ones
Compositor: Alexander Eriksen / Asbjørn Brokhøj / Christian Jensen / Jakob Langvad / Klaus Schmidt