Children of the gods, the gifted ones,nnBorn of sun and moon as keepers of truth.nn Failure, defeated balance!nnWars are fought to keep our holiness,nnEvil decadence, the price of our loot.nnnnSymphony of agony ever we compose,nnGluttony, our disease, swells through the world,nnLarcency, conspiracy, we can do it all!nnOur empire will collapse.nnnnBalance is broken,nnKilled the treasure meant for thou to guard!nnSeeking our nature,nnErrand children must strive to reconcilennnnLong we've waited for the fated end,nnStill, survival is a primitive desire,nnA dream of minennBut it is just too late.nnnnIgnorant of the pastnnWe are bound to harm again,nnTo conquer whatever's left.nnInnocence is transgression,nnNo one can claim they don't partake;nnThe utter truth is within.nnForests on fire, oceans are higher, still we inquirennWho is to blame?nnnnIf there's more than I seennAll my faith lies in you.nnif there's no future, be done,nnThere is no time, not for us, no time left!nnnnIf ever I release my wrath,nnThou shalt depart in fright!nnThou hast shaped an awful scenennWithin my sacre womb!nnnnChildren of the gods, the gifted ones,nnBorn of sun and moon as keepers of truth.nnnnIt'd be hard to break the chains,nnIt'd take courage to abandon dismay.nnnnBalance is brokennnKilled the treasure meant for thou to guard!nnSeeking redemption,nnErrand children must strive to reconcilennBeauty forsaken,nnThere's still time for men to come about.nnChildren of Nature,nnTime has come to mend thy soul!