Your body might be borrowed But your spirit cannot be saved It's the end of the line End of the line Standing clear of the world we had thought to know What we know is a lie so it's all we are told A world of rot is a world we can learn to control It's the end of your kind It's the end of the line Your spirit's own fire 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