To our end
To our blackest days we have come
Our demise, barren and futile
We are lost without fate
Reap what we have sown
We diminish, all nameless
And the realisation manifests
Only once will this burn
To diminish, all nameless
Only once will this ever burn
Recreate our failure
To relive, to revel in the boundless shift
For the bane of man and of all
Is now imminent
And the realisation manifests
Only once will this burn
And the realisation manifests
For nothing we know
The hollow will of the undying faithful
Belies us
Belies our being
Between this state and the next
We are lost
We are without fate
This burning inside cannot be defined
Our empty convictions erode in time
Stand on the edge of abandon
And stare into the searing sun
Forfeit now
For nothing we know
Everything is fire