At the mercy of our conscience
   Confined within our fate
   Never really questioned why
   We are refugees in a dying world
  
   To become a part of the end
  
   Are we the ones, the ones to blame?
   We are mortals of shadows and dust
  
   The sun sets on our sinking ship of fools
   On our journey into oblivion
   We ask ourselves again and again
   Now will we be remembered
  
   Shadows...
   And dust...