Thy Bleeding Skies the chaos that comes

Someday humanity will be unable
To form their own mind
Push the button and wait
For your daily injection
That blinds your eyes
And blinds your mind
Too deaf to hear the cries
Too blind to see the lies
Mankind formed their
Own dreadful paradise of ruins
A rosy scenery has changed into a rusty insanity
We are the cause of war, we are the cause of death
And now we have to face the chaos that comes
Chaos to come!
A rosy scenery...
...is now the chaos that comes