Album: Crisis
Look around,
Look around.
There's no affection
Only infection.
Search yourself,
Search yourself.
Can I depend on you to surrender?
And we will storm their shores
By suffocating all they see
Feet sturdy on the rubble that will soon be dust
And there will be no ruins, No memory, No history
Only our unrelenting march Side by side
We will comb the earth
And sweep it clean with hearts and feet unified
The hand of man is no match for our warless army
Please tell me that this is the end of the world
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
Please tell me that this is the end of the world
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
(screaming behind singing)
And we will strike with the arms of gods
And leave nothing in our wake
And we will strike with the arms of gods
On my word we will seize fate
And we will strike with the arms of gods
And leave nothing in our wake
And we will strike with the arms of gods
Destiny choked in our wage
Steadfest soldiers with hands of gods
And the numbers to subbeed
We will persist untill all that's left is a perfect sphere
Never a break in the chain
Never a folly of conviction
And may the traitors' ashes seal the barren landscape
We Are The End
We Are The End
Please tell me that this is the end of the world
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
Please tell me that this is the end of the world
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
Look around
Look around.
There's no affection
Only infection.
Search yourself,
Search yourself.
Can I depend on you to surrender?
Can I depend on you to surrender?
[Chorus]