• Melancholy heaven's falling,
    Descending down steps twisted on the way,
    Crashed into a blackness calling,
    As it beckons it drinks your colors away,

    I can't call this place hell I'm not dead,
    If the savior comes then it's off with his head,
    Come on everyone earth is not far away,
    Wait we're already here down the stairs today,

    The world so black and white,
    Poor and rich simply no in between,
    Apocalypse is such a stupid joke,
    The catalyst has came and changed us,

    Describe to me the blood of those dead,
    Deceased become increase and my cloak has stained red,
    No longer can I hide in this cloak of pity disguise,
    What I used to think was trouble is no trouble of mine.