Ruin

The knowledge
That seeking
The favor of another
Means the murder of self
This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away.

Silence speeds the path to
The streams of solace that run so few and narrow.
Brooks that babble the sounds
Of torture the sounds of torture
You will one day rise.

To flood the banks of the chosen.

This is the art of ruin
This is the resolution
The end of all progress
The death of evolution
It bleeds all life away

[Guitar Solo]

It bleeds all life away

I will show you all that I have mastered:
Fear, Pain, Hatred, Power
This is the art of ruin.(x3)