They wear a cold and dull mask To hide their rotting face They scheme and bask In shameful golden place Once locked in their heart The thirst for pelf they freed Ripped late virtues apart And feeds their unending greed I see the dour lords Sprawled on their gilded thrones I hear their swords Scraping against my bones Their tongues are linked By a sole thread to their brains Will soon be extinct A World kept in chains They hide their idle face While seeking gold's embrace And denying the word’s grace Don't follow the voices Of the corrupt prophets Don’t feed their vices Nor their quest for profits Pulling the strings Behind the screens They make kings They make queens Rise and fall Conspire and brawl The overseers

We're all born in a garbage dump Raised around radiation We’re all born in a rust-red dust Me and my boys roam the streets Running out of guns Maybe we're a bunch of deadbeats But we are tough That's the only fucking way To survive another day That's the only fucking way To survive another day Dust and rust All around us Dust and rust In our guts and heart World has fallen apart From now on we are The Children of the Dust Struck by a wind gust My father is gone He was just A fortune’s pawn No one to trust From dusk ‘till dawn From dusk ‘till dawn Shattered like an abstract work Towers drown in the murk Dust and rust In our guts and heart World has fallen apart From now on we are Children of the Dust We don’t have to tell you What we do to survive How we rule ours We can’t show some mercy Maybe we're a bunch of deadbeats But we are tough That's the only fucking way To survive another day

Getting through the heavy rain Empty head Lifeless eyes ringed by red Tediousness has filled his brain Walks his way the machine-man Through the endless day Streets and shoes, the same grey On a static plan Stride, dead inside The hollow men walk the Earth Sharing the one and same heart Cold as stone, old as Death Civilization falls apart Stride, dead inside The hollow men walk the Earth Sharing the one and same heart Cold as stone, old as Death Civilization falls apart Caged in metallic skulls Modern mind fades within silence Withering away like seagulls In the dark horizons Threatening the existence Of billions bleeding diamonds Poor mortals Doomed to build an age Made of crystal After their own image A vile circle Stride, Dead Inside

When I was a child I mustn’t go outside They spoke about something evil lurked in the clouds Through the eyes of the kid I was I pictured some demons Demons in the Sky My mother kept telling me “Don’t play outside Some mean creatures lurk in the sky They want to eat your flesh They want to burn your eyes” Demons in the sky, nuclear fallout and acid rain Demons in the sky, nuclear fallout and acid rain Demons Demons in the sky, eternal infection One day my friend Came back from the black pond His skin, burnt, pierced with holes They said “He was bitten by the devils He's infected He can’t be saved” God has forsaken this world Clouds are flying low Blazed in radiation Ashes fall as snow On these lands of starvation Clouds are flying low Blazed in radiation Ashes fall as snow On these lands of starvation When I was a child I mustn’t go outside They told me the sky is deadly Clouds are flying low Blazed in radiation Ashes fall as snow On these lands of starvation Clouds Are flying low Ashes fall as snow On these lands of starvation Demons in the sky, nuclear fallout and acid rain Demons in the sky, nuclear fallout and acid rain Demons Demons in the sky, eternal infection All my brothers were born dead and difformed The last one had the black mark Demons in the sky Reflects of our kind

The world is silent But in my dreams I hear their screams The wingless bird croaks nevermore The drowned fish gasps in agony The famished beast doesn’t howl anymore The naked tree slumbers in eternal winter The world is silent But can you hear them Can you hear the cries of the voiceless

Tear you apart Harvest organs No wasted life Nothing to cast aside Surgical art Living carbon Cut with a knife Your precious and dying hide Face your senescence Your very own essence Will keep living through host bodies You shall sing at your own threnody Join the circle of the Undying Don’t end up in Hell fire Refuse to expire Carve your flesh And thresh your fading skin Turn your lifeline upside down Drown or burn your apprehension You’ll never be erased No waste, no tears Once cut in pieces You'll feel no fear Face your senescence Your very own essence Will keep living through host bodies You shall sing at your own threnody The Flesh Harvest Turn your lifeline upside down Drown or burn your apprehension

Riders from the shattered world Doomsday has come and gone Weapons have hurled Death on your home Now is the time to face your fate And to sublime your devouring hate Conquerors of the sands Rise, unleash your rage Ride with in the wind You’re no longer pinned By cities' cage There's a dream in your head Ride with in the wind Everything else is dead No borders in sight Endless wastelands you roam A path to transcend Asphalt and chrome Into the wall we rode While Mother cried We never never slowed Led by our pride Rise, unleash your rage Ride with in the wind You’re no longer pinned By cities' cage There's a dream in your head Ride with in the wind Riders of the storm Gather your swarm And rekindle the flame Of broken hopes New worlds to claim Beyond the slopes Beyond the roads Of vanished gods Riders of the storm Gather your swarm And rekindle the flame In no man’s land There is no chain Only the rain Will hear you sing Now spread your wings And cross the sands To reach the edge Of the bruised Earth Riders from the world Doomsday has come Weapons have hurled Death on your home Now is the time To face your fate And to sublime Your devoring hate Rise, unleash your rage Ride, ride with the wind Ride, unleash your rage Ride, ride with the wind Wastelands you roam A path to transcend Asphalt and chrome This is the end Rise, unleash your rage Ride, ride with the wind Ride, unleash your rage Ride, ride with the wind

The arms of Sol no longer rise No more gold hand to reach our eyes The sun is gone, that good old friend Behind the clouds, blend in smog Only a crimson dusk Recalls his memory Like a bleeding ghost Lost on reveries The sun is gone (oh far away), that good old friend (that good old friend) Behind the clouds (behind the clouds), blend in the smog Lying on the skyline Rests a deadstar In shades of wine It seems so far The sun is gone, that good old friend Behind the clouds, blend with the smog Only a crimson dusk Recalls his memory Like a bleeding ghost Lost on reveries The sun is gone (oh far away), that good old friend (that good old friend) Behind the clouds (behind the clouds), blend in the smog Crimson Dusk The sun is gone, that good old friend Behind the clouds, blend with the smog Only a crimson dusk Recalls his memory Like a bleeding ghost Lost on reveries

Vestiges des êtres du passé Croulants sous un silence de cendres et de sang Une terre définie par l’absence des disparus Ruisselante de souvenirs brisés, esseulés, irradiés, gémissants Submergée par la mort De sa faune et sa flore Une planète en deuil L’univers pour cercueil Et l’orgueil comme bourreau Extinction Seule demeure la mémoire des spectres Extinction L’absence règne en maître Un désert éternel au dessus de cavernes de métal Un cimetière pour demeure et la pourriture pour repas Un dernier chant funèbre pour fuir l’asphyxie mentale Extinction Seule demeure l’absence Extinction Seule règne la mort Submergée par la mort De sa faune et sa flore Une planète en deuil L’univers pour cercueil Et l’orgueil comme bourreau