Countdown

It just begun
As we came from our dreams
We walk toward the end

The price of our lies
It's so expensive as writing
The story of our lives

The countdown is running by
We're falling into our fears
The messengers are dying

And we are alone
No one was saved
By the wicked God
That exists in our minds

So, who care about us?
Who belongs to the lost world
That has just begun?