作词 : Bolt Thrower
A silent demise, demise
From darkness through mists of time
Centuries, eons past requiem of mankind
Withdrawn in darkness prepared to die
Awaiting silence anticipation sublime
A silent demise
Indignant by nature a tragedy profound
When put to the test determination found
Horror within dissipates away
Falling to your knees the time has come to pray, to pray
To have no faith, silent demise
Yet still believe
To have no faith, silent demise
But not deceived
To have no faith, yet still believe
To have no faith, but not deceived
To have no faith, in all the lies
To have no faith, now as we die