This world is rotten by empty words...
In a society called "The World", approximately 7 billion people
Are hit by wrath, by greed, are subjected to deceit
And often find themselves the target of misfortune and mistrust!
In a world governed by hypocrisy, there is no soul alive
Who hasn't tasted this corruption!
When Wrath meets Pride face to face
Certain doom spells over humanity once their hands shake
And when the alarm rings true a new holocaust, it is not a drill.
But what happens if we rattle their cages,
If we force them to kill their egos and cast a mist over their scheme?
When the rhythm of life finds power once more
And the tempo of their downfall accelerates?
They think themselves as Gods, they thinks themselves
As immortals who stare at a dying world,
An affliction that comes from their own thirst of everlasting power
And ephemeral human ties. Where simple folk claim the lead
And their voice echoes across time and space?