We watch our world descend into chaos
Facing our fears under the dying sun
We see the hopes of yesterday betray us
Ashes consuming the light that we’ve known
We cross our souls into oblivion
As the flames light up the burning sky
We lose ourselves within this new dominion
Echoes replacing what we’ve left behind
Cross out all the things you dreamed about
Hope drowned, get prepared or get crossed out
Survival calls to those who heed the warning
The ones who falter fade into the night
We stand amidst the ruins of the morning
Only the strong will claim the light!
Cross out all the things you dreamed about
Hope drowned, let it go and cross it out.
Forget all the things you dreamed about
Reset, let it go and cross it out
Wehe! Es kommt die Zeit, wo der Mensch German, from the prologue to Nietzsche’s Thus Spoke Zarathustra : “Alas! The time is coming when man will no longer give birth to a star. Alas! The time of the most contemptible man is coming, who can no longer despise himself!”
Keinen Stern mehr gebären wird
Wehe! Es kommt die Zeit des verächtlichsten Menschen
Der sich selber nicht mehr verachten kann!
Cross out all the things you dreamed about
Right now, get prepared or get crossed out
Forget all the things that brought you down
Reset, let them go and cross ’em out