| Land (in flight, quicker) creatures (in the grind) | |
| With (hold their heads), stumbeling around | |
| Sky (in black, figures we're all mutilated) | |
| With cold eyes, broken eyes, (it's just not worth) to survive | |
| Through the (forest of what's own) | |
| (shred the) technical errors | |
| Let them face the fact they're alone | |
| With the drowning sun | |
| A sky in black | |
| Touch the sun | |
| No turning back | |
| Nowhere to run | |
| Don't try to hide from the radiation, toxication | |
| See the sky in black and the drowning sun | |
| (life) born into a (fortress of a) termination, deformation | |
| No one to blame (but) everyone | |
| Back from dream of the one that should not be | |
| I raise my hands to the warming sun | |
| Still so real the [edge of each] catastrophe | |
| The black sky and the drowing sun | |
| A sky in black | |
| Touch the sun | |
| No turning back | |
| Nowhere to run | |
| Don't try to hide from the radiation, toxication | |
| See the sky in black and the drowning sun | |
| (life) born into a (fortress of a) termination, deformation | |
| No one to blame (but) everyone |