Alba s touto skladbou:
Chronicles of the Dead,
Now here I am
In the coldest rain of night
I'm the last man standing and
I try to remember
Burning remains
Of my home, my light
Why it's just done
Why there's no life in sight
Tyrants
New last rising
A triumph is
In all their minds and thinking
Their figures
Carved in marble
Power-hungry
And ill-advised, insane
Among the scorched ruins
The writings of the last of the living
Words of wisdom and peace and life
Future dreams, all smashed and torn
The knowledge I must pass on
But there's not a soul on this planet
So in silence will I crawl into my shallow grave
All are blind to see it clear
Propaganda reaching all
Decisions made in haste
Protesters deafened with deadly force
Armies marching on
Nations are on fire
Millions are bleeding
Millions are burning
The knowledge I must pass on
But there's not a soul on this planet
So in silence will I write the last chapter of
The cronicles of dead
The final battle, flaming showdown
Total chaos, total war
Take your last breath and wait
Still waving the flag of hate, soon dead
The knowledge I must pass on
But there's not a soul on this planet
So in silence I'm writing my last words into
The cronicles of dead
