Letra de We Are The End
Look around Look around, there's no affection only infection Search yourself Search yourself, can I depend on you to surrenderAnd we will storm their shores Eyes suffocating all they see Feet sturdy on the rubble that will soon be dust And there will be no ruins No memory, no history Only our unrelenting march Side by side we will comb the earth and sweep it clean Hearts and feet unified The hand of man is no match for our warless armyPlease tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of gods) It's time that we erase history (and leave nothing in our wake) Without a trace or a memory (and we will strike with the arms of gods) (On my word we will seize fate) Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of gods) It's time that we erase history (and leave nothing in our wake) Without a trace or a memory (and we will strike with the arms of gods) (Destiny choked in our wage)Steadfast soldiers with hands of gods And the numbers to succeed We will persist until all that's left is a perfect sphere Never a break in the chain Never a folly of conviction And may the traitors' ashes Seal the barren landscapeWe are the end We are the endPlease tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of gods) It's time that we erase history (and leave nothing in our wake) Without a trace or a memory (and we will strike with the arms of gods) (On my word we will seize fate) Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of gods) It's time that we erase history (and leave nothing in our wake) Without a trace or a memory (and we will strike with the arms of gods) (Destiny choked in our wage)Look around Look around, there's no affection only infection Search yourself Search yourself, can I depend on you to surrender Can I depend on you to surrenderPlease tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of gods) It's time that we erase history (and leave nothing in our wake) Without a trace or a memory (and we will strike with the arms of gods) (On my word we will seize fate) Please tell me that this is the end of the world (and we will strike with the arms of gods) It's time that we erase history (and leave nothing in our wake) Without a trace or a memory (and we will strike with the arms of gods) (Destiny choked in our wage)