To (?) with the stars,
Till we know,
We went too far.
Finding (?) wars.
All those stars will show who we are.
The one's who die,
With disrespect (and?) crime.
And those who lied,
Had been left behind.
Scatter the ashes of dominance.
Suppressing the fear of dying.
Collapsing buildings of decadence.
We need a sense of (firing?).
Now we enter the storm.
The dream of silence,
Will force us down.
Illusions in which we were born,
The Emperor will lose his crown.
Breaking the cycle of (slavery?).
Forcing the (throat to the edge?).
Falling (?) of my misery,
Is not worth the (?).
Scatter the ashes of dominance.
Suppressing the fear of dying.
Collapsing buildings of decadence.
We need a sense of (firing?).
From the sky to the ground,
We're the last of (?),
We know what we have done so,
Follow me and run.
Living in this (?).
Living in this (?).
Living in this (?).
Once more we pay for (?),
(?),
Freedoms turns into agony,
(?) new world order,
Scatter the ashes of dominance.
Suppressing the fear of dying.
Collapsing buildings of decadence.
We need a sense of (firing?).
From the sky to the ground,
We're the last of (?),
We know what we have done so,
Follow me and run.
