At the End of the Sirens

Death is in his place of the format

Carefully now watching the screen

Down in the deep

The reaper takes his seat

And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen

Watching the screen like a spinning globe in numbers

Ready to crumble

And betting on you

I crucify time and make it all mine

I'm at the end of the sirens

The paranoia are growing on you

Until the end of the sirens

Cold are your feet

Rigor mortis creeping underneath and so slowly

You are the fallen

Time is a beast

Hear the knock-knock, tik-tok, ding-dong

Ready to crumble

It's betting on you

I crucify time and make it all mine

I'm at the end of the sirens

The paranoia are growing on you

Until the end of the sirens

A place in the sun, but below the ground

And at the end of the sirens

Dead cold is my hand

But I'll be your friend

Until the end of the sirens

Down in the deep

The reaper takes his seat

And is now handling the fate of a coming fallen

Watching the screen like a spinning globe in numbers

Ready to crumble

And betting on you

I crucify time and make it all mine

I'm at the end of the sirens

The paranoia are growing on you

Until the end of the sirens

A place in the sun, but below the ground

And at the end of the sirens

Dead cold is my hand

But I'll be your friend

Until the end of the sirens

Death is in his place of the format

Carefully now watching the screen