So now close your eyes and dream of a place where we can all survive.
There will only be one chance, can we make it out alive?
Is this the end of our time, or life, as we know it?
Close your eyes and remember.
In these last moments: embrace the ever-haunting wind, it flies but nothing escapes.
Don't turn away to run you'll never make it out.
As the skies burn, we find peace in the flames.
So close to the end, you feel so alive.
Fate has been and gone.
This certainty, extinction is truly at our feet.
So stand tall and face what's approaching.
There's nothing left, but the faintest of memories.
All life is lost in the remorseless flames, but the cold inside will endure.
So feel the warmth from the flames brush across your face.
The inconceivable truth: there is nothing left.
Life, hanging by a thread; this is where it ends.
This is where it ends; this is the end.
No chance for retribution.
Look upon the crimson skies.
Did you really want to live forever?
Is this life everything you expected?
This is our final step, our final stand.
Millions of faces stare at the sky waiting, the waiting twists and burns.
This is the end of time.
There will only be one chance, can we make it out alive?
Is this the end of our time, or life, as we know it?
Close your eyes and remember.
In these last moments: embrace the ever-haunting wind, it flies but nothing escapes.
Don't turn away to run you'll never make it out.
As the skies burn, we find peace in the flames.
So close to the end, you feel so alive.
Fate has been and gone.
This certainty, extinction is truly at our feet.
So stand tall and face what's approaching.
There's nothing left, but the faintest of memories.
All life is lost in the remorseless flames, but the cold inside will endure.
So feel the warmth from the flames brush across your face.
The inconceivable truth: there is nothing left.
Life, hanging by a thread; this is where it ends.
This is where it ends; this is the end.
No chance for retribution.
Look upon the crimson skies.
Did you really want to live forever?
Is this life everything you expected?
This is our final step, our final stand.
Millions of faces stare at the sky waiting, the waiting twists and burns.
This is the end of time.