A lot of people anticipating the world coming to an end
When I think that it has barely even gotten a chance to spin
Everything has been chaos almost from the very start
Asteroids, global winters, wars, and hateful hearts
If it’s really carnage that is meant to rule the Earth
Then every person has been claimed on their day of birth
It doesn’t take long for the wicked to prevail
But they don’t come as a serpent with forked-tongue or tail
They look just like you and I without clues in their eyes
This is why everything that’s born eventually goes and dies.
We are born on the brink of destruction
Our first word should be goodbye
We grow up on the edge of disaster
We all walk closer to the day we die
We reach the cliff over oblivion
Looking down into the abyss
We all die on the lips of tomorrow
After the Grim Reaper’s kiss.
We’ve stood on the edge of extinction, following the years
The clapping hands of the clock swallowing our tears
Crying only when we finally see that we sealed our doom
The moment that we chased the light out of the mother’s womb
Do our souls live on through all the aches and pains?
That’s the answer we all need to stop us from going insane
We live with the brightened sun always about to fade
The fingers on the hand of fate are pulling down the shade.
We sleep on the brink of destruction
It’s time for the dream to end
Awake on the precipice of ruin
Preparing to descend
We walk the outskirts of catastrophe
Waiting to tumble down
Into the ravine of eternity
Where every single soul will drown.
The time is winding down and the clock is getting dim
The Lord awaits us in the shadows and we will go to Him
Along the way there may be fire burning in the sky, dark blue
The Mother of the Night will come to place Her hand on you
The faithful and the faithless in due time will see
The answers that are true and the false idols that came to be
When the wind speaks to you, She will open your eyes
Chew the fruit to its core and Eden’s ghost will rise.
We die on the brink of destruction
And then we give ourselves away
We coast along the waves of death
Reaching the close of our final day
We seek the solace of salvation
A journey with so much persistence
Do we sail towards a gulf of blackness?
Is life a detour through nonexistence?