Tekstovi: Cold As Life. Born To Land Hard. Ten To Midnight.

The sands of time they flitter away
We choose to ignore them every day
What waits for us on the other side
Or is there really an afterlife
We lie, we cry, we die from disease
Time breaks, we're broke, but not down on our knees
The lives we lead will be the death of us
No one wants to hear it, there's to much lust
We've had a taste of what's to come
Deny all you want, there's no where to run
Your life's just been blown away
It's just going to have to end that way
Can't you see you the fate that's been planned
There is no piper just pay the man
The symphony of destruction has begun
The atmosphere's gone and so is the sun
Ten till midnight
All is Hell
No one hears you
Scream and yell