Roll The Credits

Ladies and Gentleman this is our swan song
It's our way of telling you we told you so
And it feels so good to be right again
We brought forth our gods and flaunted them like gold plated children
Watch as the sky makes it's way towards you
You can dodge the impact but the aftermath still finds you

This is when death became like cocaine
Breath in with your mouth closed
Destruction is creation of a more distraught image
The suits and ties have recommenced everything back to zero

As the skin peels back we will realize the beauty that we have destroyed
The outside will only seem as monstrous as the ideas that we have manifested
This is when death became like cocaine
Breath in with your mouth closed
Destruction is creation of a more distraught image
The suits and ties have recommenced everything back to zero

Who would have thought that the cockroach would get the last laugh
Who would have though that the saviour would never come back

Death became like cocaine
Breath in with your mouth closed
Destruction is creation of a more distraught image
The suits and ties have recommenced everything back to zero