The day is dark The way is lost The shepherd sleeps another holocaust At the end of days You look at the path Did it make a difference Were you ever even there If we all start scratching away Then the [bad word] shining through We let the players play their games We drown with the fools or Send in the wolves The end is here The gloves are off The fix is in and everybody's lost In the end It's all lost anyway Grab ahold of it tightly and You'll feel the cord slipping away  [bad word] Don't let them stray Can you see it? Can you feel it? Are you ready? They're already here [bad word] Don't let them stray Can you see it? Can you feel it? Are you ready? They're already here