作词 : Henriksson, Stanne
Disaffected, left to internal strugglelet ring with the cries of disaccord
They told of outposts firm as trees
Whispers laid no basis forthe plunge to the chasm depths
Seen none, nor felt the safety
Perimeter alarm
I see the bearings of disaster
What can you tell me of the inside
Is it as bright as all can see?
To make a chemical standa final front to the days ahead
In attempt to tame their mineral estrangement
Smothered by the numeral thathaunts each waking day
Request for countertmeasuresto state claim of this my cavern
None to take and none be givenas the window breaks to black
A process left to solitudeis the action left undone
Answers left to echoin the silent halls of none
Cast down the hopes and aspirations
Shut the windows tight
Everybody said 
NoReset your fears and good intentions
Barred up for life
Everybody said 
NoThis is the final resistance