The End (but not of The Doors) ft. OSP Zubeńsko Brass Ensemble Lyrics

This is the end.

You're forgotten land.

Go back home. Alone.

Hiding behind a hedge.

Let your time flow with no problems,

But be ready to fight.

You had a hard time under this sky,

So let the ground will be light.

It wasn't supposed to be like that.

You want to speak—they say, "keep quiet!"

You become dependent on them

Till the end. Till your end.

When you open your mouth wide

To speak your own mind

To have silver not gold,

Will be words flood,

That will turn to mud.

This is the end

Sleep if you can.

If you don't turn

This song again.