Our descendants will face ruins once built to reach the sky Now collapsed to their grounds
Former triumphants, once glowing like stars Turned to ashes and dust
Who are we to foresee an end to all?
Who are we to determine our fall?
Is this our final call?
Every era finds its end So will this
Nothing will change Thus everything will be the same
We are bones, covered with flesh, with a cross instead of a backbone
We are worthless biological weapons, marching right into the next disaster
Who are we to foresee an end to all?
Who are we to determine our fall?
Is this our final call?
Who are we to decide that there is no more hope?
No more hope?
This is the final chapter it´s already written But there will be nobody left to read these words
Our presence is only temporary, but our sins - they will last forever
Who are we to foresee an end to all?
Who are we to determine our fall?
Is this our final call?
Who are we to take our children the opportunity to prove that they are better selves than us?
Better than us