The End

Nothing is yours, nothing is mine, nothing
What is forever? Everything dies in this world
Plague of fools, of selfish minds
We fear, the end

The end awaits for all
The circle ties
Is it our turn to die?
Imperialistic darkness equals reality
We trust lies

We hate each other
We're men in fear
We deny the end
The end is calling you
The circle ties
Is it your turn to die?

We crave destruction
We're spoiled brats
We eat shit
We drink death

Dead eyes, nothing left
You go to sleep you'll wake up dead
Lost in a spiral of pleasure and pain
The fear cold will freeze the veins
Love is a poison we drink to forget
Your shadow is chasing yourself
Suffering intensified for the ones who fear the end
Rise or rot