歌詞

Workers tread the ruins of a long-forgotten land

Chasing fading silver through the dust that slips like sand

They trade away their fear for promises dressed in gold

Stepping deeper into shadows where no light has ever flowed

I ask them why they choose a night that cuts like steel

They laugh and answer, “The price completes the deal.”

For coin, for thrill, for dreams that burn too bold—

Blind to the quiet truth that I already hold

Workers of the fallen path keep running through the night

Chasing fleeting fortunes past the edges of the light

Willing to wager even pieces of their soul

Diving into darkness just to make their pockets whole

Whispers in the deep begin to carve their silent toll

Every step they take is hollowing a hole

Still they march, unaware of what the darkness has foretold—

Workers chase their glory, but the future’s turning cold

I turn away beneath an armor forged from lies

Watching fate unravel behind their unseeing eyes

They advance toward a door never meant for their kind

Walking straight into the teeth of a grand design

Workers of the fallen path keep answering the call

Hearts alight with dreams that gold can’t save at all

Every step they take is swallowed by the fold

Marching for a glory where the truth stays untold

And as the gates close behind their hopeful stride

I whisper softly for the ones who never cried:

“Forgive my question… and forgive this silent role.”

For Workers chase the darkness, unaware I know the whole