Does blood ever spill
Of those who took the final race ?
Why do I say these words ?
These feelings are besides my own

Living, giving, striking
Dying to do our best

A dead will burned to misery
As infinity consumes the Mind

(solo: P.G.)

Drown...
Infernal blindness salutes with rotten lips
Possessive imagination
Retarded remains cremation
Fear falls to human forms
Down where feelings lie apart
One space following another
And I... Why did I hurt?

Burning...
Burning...

(solo: N.T.)

Does blood ever spill
Of those who took the final race ?
Why do I say these words ?
These feelings are besides my own

Living, giving, striking
Dying to do our best

A dead will burned to misery
As infinity consumes the Mind

(solo: P.G.)