Besedila: Lluther. In Decline.

Bring the battle plan
We're betrayed again
On the blackest day for years
All the warnings tell
We're in flames again
& it's the second time we've been

As you kicked me off, off the back of luck
I'm sinking down
I'm in decline
Decline
Fade out I'm gone
Fade out, split myself & crawl


As the beatings slow, from the morning star as I watch you take your form
And the darkness glows
It's familiar show
All my time lies down again
I hold the thought down
Ignore my insides
Numb my senses
All