Run far - the edge of the world is crumbling as black sets in, what will you do? while they recite the old tales the crowds turn into meaningless ghosts of you I'm finding this hard to believe in this prospect is getting out of hand and I cannot return the lie deception: fantasy of the damned this night has gone your senses desolate a frozen rose in my chest a map of your face a hundred souls tonight eternal hell will rise I'll open the floods it's all for you they cannot rise in our way as long as we stand your final forfeit destiny held down you cannot stand my fault? but it's all for you running out for you sun the greatest lie the sky will fold with light the tides have turned, I think we're dead