Waiting in anticipation The embers dying out As each sand grain slips past Glorious extinction beckons Teaching ephemeral lessons Our history repeats Within each fleeting minute Glorious extinction beckons Be well prepared No
The clock hands spinning Racing towards a grim reality Perilous salvation Versus us as worst fiends
Burning candles at both ends Life predestined to falter Only again to blaze The clock hands spinning Racing towards a grim reality Each star a time bomb Resting to bring fire
Face penalty, chance A consequence too much to undo Flame running out, graves Worthless in the face of death
Perpetual the outlook from beyond Witness it all spiral away Cosmic balance shifts A new paradigm Few infernal moments Last breaths, insignificance
The clock hands spinning Racing towards a grim reality Perilous salvation Versus us as worst fiends My head is spinning Skulking towards a grim reality Mere walking corpses Obtuse to our ruin
Waiting in anticipation The embers dying out As each sand grain slips past Glorious extinction beckons Teaching ephemeral lessons Our history repeats Within each fleeting minute Glorious extinction beckons
As I look to the skies a searing light engulfs all It has arrived, surroundings suddenly ablaze The ground turns to ash and I feel none I embrace the end, abandon despair
The quaking grounds Bury the filth underneath The blinding light Peals the crust off the earth The molten core Gives birth to life no more What matters is what remainsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
