Lyrics:

Life is granted by an unforeseen force, we are but molecules in motion and nothing more?
Survival of the fittest is a dark tale, sending my generation to the depths of hell

Inventors of evil and the secrets of men worthy of misery, worthy of death
The pages of the old teach that the treasures of heaven are filth of the earth
I will not turn my eyes, I will not ignore their cries
We have turned sanctity of life into a septic tank of living. Oh wretched animals!

This is terror, this is darkness, this is the human heart

Oh... Set me apart, because when rejection leads to oppression, I proclaim in the loudest
I curse 'modern day consumption' and the chambers that execute them
Orphans (orphans) come home

Life is granted by an unforeseen force, we are but molecules in motion and nothing more?
Survival of the fittest is a dark tale, sending my generation to the depths of hell

Through the tears I see the beauty of you, the night is over, the morning's dawning
The pages of the old teach that the treasures of Heaven are filth of the earth
I will not turn my eyes, I will not ignore their cries

Has anything changed? Has anything really changed?
The time has come. Has anything changed?

Orphans come home the kingdom is yours. Orphans come home the kingdom is yours
Orphans come home!