Before My Turn, Agonizing Songtext

The burning star
King of death
Give it to us
Kissing our heads

Who has been living here?
Who's afraid of living?
They've learned how to breathe despair
They will die to live there

Poor epidemic civilization
The end is near
Continuous cycle of destruction
Becomes a thief
Of our own mass

Words in pieces
They'll be consumed
A collection of corpses
Pick up one of them