Your body might be borrowed
But your spirit cannot be same

It's the end of the line
End of the line

Standing clear of the world we have fought to know
What we know is a lie, so it's all we are told
world of rot is a world we can learn to control
It's the end of your cry
It's the end of the line

Your spirit's hellfire
Feed the flame

It's the end of the line
It's the end of the line, no redemption
It's the end of the line
No redemption