The End
Carry me - from this crowded tomb
We've lost our way, to our dismay
And got here far to soon
Our entropy - our misery
Was our downfall, our final crawl
Into this grave we made
Burn it all, Watch it fall
Or separate the name from bane
Live life as a thrall
As time runs thin
We're suffering
As we pretend
It's not the End
Can we make amends
With these bloodstained hands?
Can we just pretend
It's not the end?
Bury them - gone without a trace
You'd sell your souls, to cleanse them all
Create the perfect race
You empty skulled Neanderthals
Can't comprehend an evil man
So proudly standing tall
'Til bloody bodies stretch the streets by night
The graves of children such a haunting sight
Bloodlines ended just to prove a point
A no-win battle for the world to fight
As time runs thin
We're suffering
As we pretend
It's not the End
Can we make amends
With these bloodstained hands?
Can we just pretend
It's not the end?
Sever the neighbor, cut through to the spine
Until death, Until the end we will fight
For home, for privilege, for greed and for spite
The embers will glow in the last dying light
The screams and the whispers, the songs of intent
Will mark this the day we began our descent
As time runs thin
We're suffering
As we pretend
It's not the End
(This is the End)
Can we make amends
With these bloodstained hands?
(Their bodies fill the land)
Can we just pretend
It's not the end?
Fuck
We've lost our way, to our dismay
And got here far to soon
Our entropy - our misery
Was our downfall, our final crawl
Into this grave we made
Burn it all, Watch it fall
Or separate the name from bane
Live life as a thrall
As time runs thin
We're suffering
As we pretend
It's not the End
Can we make amends
With these bloodstained hands?
Can we just pretend
It's not the end?
Bury them - gone without a trace
You'd sell your souls, to cleanse them all
Create the perfect race
You empty skulled Neanderthals
Can't comprehend an evil man
So proudly standing tall
'Til bloody bodies stretch the streets by night
The graves of children such a haunting sight
Bloodlines ended just to prove a point
A no-win battle for the world to fight
As time runs thin
We're suffering
As we pretend
It's not the End
Can we make amends
With these bloodstained hands?
Can we just pretend
It's not the end?
Sever the neighbor, cut through to the spine
Until death, Until the end we will fight
For home, for privilege, for greed and for spite
The embers will glow in the last dying light
The screams and the whispers, the songs of intent
Will mark this the day we began our descent
As time runs thin
We're suffering
As we pretend
It's not the End
(This is the End)
Can we make amends
With these bloodstained hands?
(Their bodies fill the land)
Can we just pretend
It's not the end?
Fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathon Smoot
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