We’re looking at the end of times
We’ve missed the bells, now deathknell chimes
The stains of war corrupt the earth
The history’s a changing force
We couldn’t know, we couldn’t see
Though all the signs were ‘round thee
We couldn’t feel, already damned
To fuel hatred in a land
Far from our own, but closer still
Enough to bring up mortal chill
And now, who is to tell what’s real
Who stands by burning steering wheel
And who decides we brave the storm
Just to regain our genuine form
Or, on the contrary, to break
The cycle we chose not to wake
The destiny’s a dangerous game
Ambitions lead to fail and gain
And those who’ll pay cannot decide
Whether or not they choose the side
We’re still to see the outcome
We’re harvested like a ripe plum
But just like that, we wouldn’t know
A thing beyond what’s put on show
We’re eyes before the tableplay
A right to witness, but not say
One cannot scream through tapes of glass
Designed specific for their mouth
We’re looking at the end of times
When nothing rings and nothing chimes
When voices fade, get fed to maw
By drowning in the fog of war