From my kingdom of isolation,
I look upon my kind.
The human race,
Ready to desolate
It's only home.

Slowly, darkness is embracing us,
Into it's cold hands.
Feelings, slowly fade away.
Painful self-torture.

As if by magic,
We can't do anything
As if we liked
The cold and painful torture.

This dark kingdom,
In which I am the king.
I am the almighty,
I am God.
I am the god that can't do anything.
I am the god that can't go back,
And fix our home.

When the skies turn black,
It will be all out of our hands.
Prayers to your God will be useless.
As the darkness
Will be swallowing us.

From my kingdom of isolation,
I look upon my kind.
Slowly, darkness is embracing us,
Into it's cold hands.

While the skies are turning black,
We do nothing to stop the darkness
From swallowing us.

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