Five hundred and fifteen days and nights later
The generation is still doomed to watch it's fate
Flash on a screen, inevitable blinding horizon,
On high alert for terror this has to be a dream
Have you ever wondered what it's like
To feel the earth crash into you?
Have you ever wondered
What it would be like to feel
There's nothing you could do?
This sky can't hold us all, so just set it ablaze
Swallowed by the fire, laid to rest in the bowels of humanity
Winters coming,
Please tear me away from this
Just let them keep itching each others trigger finger
Its all a matter of who will blink first
When it's all over where will we go?