This is the final curtain call; harvest these fields.
The composer is playing the finale.
Arms wide open,
Take me home,
Collect what's yours.
This is what I've been waiting for.
I don't desire.
I don't want.
I don't desire.
I don't want.
Recite, recite, recite... sing it again x2
Sing it again!
I don't want the blood of Adam,
But that is my curse.
The second hand is a hammer,
The hour won't pass you by.
Resurrect.
This is reckoning.
The slaying of injustice.
Jesus, whenever you are ready...
Come and take me home.
Welcome the apocalypse!
The composer is playing the finale.
Arms wide open,
Take me home,
Collect what's yours.
This is what I've been waiting for.
I don't desire.
I don't want.
I don't desire.
I don't want.
Recite, recite, recite... sing it again x2
Sing it again!
I don't want the blood of Adam,
But that is my curse.
The second hand is a hammer,
The hour won't pass you by.
Resurrect.
This is reckoning.
The slaying of injustice.
Jesus, whenever you are ready...
Come and take me home.
Welcome the apocalypse!