A Vision Of The End
From our births, we are cursed
To walk this Earth
As we push and we tear
And we kill in the name of nothing
Gaia bleeds, she cannot breathe
Choking on our arrogance and greed
Taking no pity, she brings the storm to wipe us away
Human disease, bringing this planet to its fucking knees
The storm will come
Cast the lives of millions of screaming souls into Hell
We live like gods but we're just flawed body and blood
The end will come, no god will hear us
We hate and kill, burdens of our will
The final hour will come, no god will hear us
Pulled into delusion
Believing in something means only lies
Poisonous system consumes our lives
And I stand and wait for the final hour to come
The final hour
Hour to come
Still we push, tear, kill, murder
Animals
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Death, death, death, death, death
Each minute bursts in the burning room
The great globe reels in the solar fire
Spinning the trivial and unique away
How all things flash, how all things flare
What am I now that I was then?
May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day
Time is the school in which we learn
Time is the fire in which we burn
You're not a man, just a fucking slave
Waiting to be erased
You're not a man, just a fucking slave
Die on your knees
The sands of time
Will bury us all
The sands of time
Will bury us all
But whose side are you on?
Who will you become?
Where will you run
When the darkness comes?
In the end
We all get left behind
In the end
We all get left behind
To walk this Earth
As we push and we tear
And we kill in the name of nothing
Gaia bleeds, she cannot breathe
Choking on our arrogance and greed
Taking no pity, she brings the storm to wipe us away
Human disease, bringing this planet to its fucking knees
The storm will come
Cast the lives of millions of screaming souls into Hell
We live like gods but we're just flawed body and blood
The end will come, no god will hear us
We hate and kill, burdens of our will
The final hour will come, no god will hear us
Pulled into delusion
Believing in something means only lies
Poisonous system consumes our lives
And I stand and wait for the final hour to come
The final hour
Hour to come
Still we push, tear, kill, murder
Animals
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Breeding
Working
Dying
Murdering
Death, death, death, death, death
Each minute bursts in the burning room
The great globe reels in the solar fire
Spinning the trivial and unique away
How all things flash, how all things flare
What am I now that I was then?
May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day
Time is the school in which we learn
Time is the fire in which we burn
You're not a man, just a fucking slave
Waiting to be erased
You're not a man, just a fucking slave
Die on your knees
The sands of time
Will bury us all
The sands of time
Will bury us all
But whose side are you on?
Who will you become?
Where will you run
When the darkness comes?
In the end
We all get left behind
In the end
We all get left behind
Credits
Writer(s): Finn Gannon, Harry Nott, Hugo Benezech, Nathan Harlow
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