Wipe away the pouring rain
   it's too late to feel again
  
   what it takes to be born
   what it takes when the last has fallen
   what I see is depravity within us all
  
   what it takes to be born
   what it takes when the last has fallen
   what it is this the despondency within us all
  
   maybe I'm already dead
   or maybe I'm still alive
   draining spirit, the soul and my body of pride
  
   I can see through it all
   it's too late when the end is calling
   can't relate to the stranger inside of you
  
   stranger inside of you
   stranger inside of you
  
   what it takes to be born
   what it takes when the last has fallen
   what I see is depravity within us all
  
   there's no sense in the truth
   there's no will when the world is falling
   hostility is arriving to demoralize