Текст песни Falling

Falling It's falling down The sun hurled aflame towards the earth As it was falling down, I could hear it say Did you really think there were any gods Other than Death and I? Falling It's falling down A godless world With senseless greed A smell of smog in the air Purpose fabricated It's never enough Death gave a chilled gaze and placed his frigid hand Slowly on my shoulder, and he said to me Did you really think there were any gods Other than Sol and I?