Rotten - Mithra

And now, as the darkness has passed

We are all that remains the people

And now as the plague has passed away

All that’s left is sickness

We are the people

We are rotten

In justice for all

And justice for none

All that waiting and hoping in vain

That leaves us in pain

All that feeding and giving for naught

Much left to say about

And the pieces are stuck on me

Looking me

We must stand, for one, last, night

We must stand, as one

Destiny, given to me

Initiate, and start a new

After time, waiting for me

Blossom and come through

Revive this paradise

Come fight it, come face it, so shatter it

All are seeking, to leash it, reveal it

On a last stand

On a last, stand

Nothing will return

All these ruins

Shall be burnt

Rancour is a part of this damnation

And no one can withstand

Betrayal is a part of self-destruction

And all pieces are rotten

No one can withstand

All pieces are rotten