Alone we writhe in the teeth of the One
There's said be none
No one alike - Leviathan

The civilised firmament of the west
Celestial bodies
Of every woman, man, and child

Every spasm of ill fate
Being star-engraved
And life a cogwheel's step

Theyr watery eyes running empty of the hope
These people see contrasting everything they see

Implaceable steps on the clockworks' run
Running amok down the starry sky

Broken Stars
Wilt he make a covenant with Thee?
Will they have a servant of Him?

Broken Stars
Wilt he make a covenant with Thee?
Are they not born in its teeth?

Pity not the Fallen

Implaceable steps on the clockworks' run
Running amok down the starry sky

Broken Stars
Wilt he make a covenant with Thee?
Gravity's got their souls to claim

Broken Stars
Wilt he make a covenant with Thee?
One being cast down even at scaping sigh of Him

In hail of Broken Stars we bury not only their hope abandoned
Leviathan's not saturn but the State migh as well eat its own children