Be something we can follow
Your road to doom is hollow
Save what is left of something
Can't fix things saying nothing

Our beast is hunting shadows
Our world is burnt and tattered
Our beast is hunting shadows
Planet in harvest gallows

Be something we can follow
Your road to doom is hollow
Save what is left of something
Can't fix things saying nothing

You're looking at me and I listen to you
I've listened to fools and I've listened to few
It's true with understanding
It's up to you
We are living for nothing
But we are living our something
We are living our nothing
But we are living our something once again

They arе the priest of folly
Politics and fools are swallowеd
Our beast is hunting shadows
Planet in harvest gallows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our world is burnt and tattered

We are living our nothing
But we are living our something
We are living our nothing
But we are living our something once again
Tell me, my friend, is this the end?
A long awaited end

I'm looking at me and I'm looking at you
I've listened to fools and I've listened to fools
It's true
With understanding
I listen to me and I listen to you
Yes, it's true
With understanding
Don't look at me, you're the last man standing

Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows
Our beast is hunting shadows

We are living our nothing
But we are living our something
We are living our nothing
But we are living our something once again