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