the world is old and tired
in my dreams I see the end
now I see things clearer
I will not be condemned
my mind requires
the voices demand
my mind requires
the voices demand
the end
the sun has soon burned out
the signs are there to be seen
the stars are falling down
the only god is me
my mind requires
the voices demand
my mind requires
the voices demand
the end
the soulless child is born
in my dreams I see the end
they whisper in my head
the world will be condemned