The end of all things have come to head
The start of all things dead
and with our eyes we see the blind
who fill our hearts with dread
The wicked world that's spinning for you
Lost in all you see
and with these colors running through you
Red is all you bleed
a ghastly image of our future
The terror of our fate
and while the living dead are crawling
we only sit and wait
The elders speak tomorrows pleasure
Living for today
but they can't see the horror in me
I battle everyday
Running, hiding, counting the dead
I've been trying, choking on words that they've said
It's so empty, lifeless so cold and so numb
and this nothing, nowhere has only begun
oh it's only the end of time
You've had your life… now I want mine
