Rivers slowed their flow 
Winds have stopped to blow 
Tormented souls await for sinless creation 
Seeing dreams come true 
Who would have thought our faith would turn to be so cruel 
Will you be the one to … to bring salvation on our wretched heads? 
Time here is but a sea of dust 
Meet the new breed parented by greed and rust 
They were born and lived for centuries 
Drifting in search of promised happiness 
Blind they were not to understand that death is the price 
Will you break the sunglass they are trapped inside?