The stars run out of light
No shine will reach the ground tonight
The hills we stand upon all tremble
No offering presented at the temple.
A floating ghost upon the mist
Too much locks that got no keys
Slay us all to the last one
Turn its back and then begone.
Betrayal is here and not satisfied yet
With an army of promises that were not kept
We will not go without a fight
No shine will reach the ground tonight.