The End of the World Lyrics

Brace for hysteria

A downpour

Of violence

Man's final convulsion

This is the end

Out there

Everybody has sinned

Fighting over scraps and

Who is clean and who is innocent

Careless

Is the universe

We all return to dust

No matter what

Between the birth and hearse

No god

No master

We can escape

We can incentivize

No sleep

No tyrants

A final means for insecurity

If I could save myself

I would give up again

Manners maketh man

From castle to crumbling castle

Until the end of time

We'll be strung along

Fury

You're both the judge

And both the jury

Fallen

It's a sign of the times

So crawl back

In your holes again

We all know the way

This kind of thing

Leads to obscurity

No god

No master

This is the end

To your malevolence

No sleep

No tyrants

See the look in your eyes

As the blade comes down

As the blade comes down

If I could save myself

I would give up again

Manners maketh man

From castle to crumbling castle

Until the end of time

We'll be strung along

Brace for hysteria

A downpour

Of violence

Man's final convulsion

This is the end