One foot in the grave feeling halfway alive
While I be stuttering every noun that's in my alibi
True to myself and to what I've become
Knew nothing else but to bleed every note that I strum, screaming
All false idols best get out the way
We are the dimming light, crown of thorns, your time slipping away
Nowhere to hide, no time to run
The end of days has just begun
Don't be afraid, we are the one
The rising moon and the setting sun
