Between the Edge of the Earth

Our days are numbered, this world is decrepid (and falling apart)
The signs are here, plagues and disasters (its been predicted)
The end is near

We stand, unprotected from what lies ahead,
there's no shelter to hide us from what's to come
We cannot comprehend what we cannot control
difficult to wrap our minds around the inevitable

The face of our only home will be nothing more than
DUST AND BONE (WE'RE OUT OF TIME) DUST AND BONE (these are our last days)
The ignorance of the sleeping world will destroy us all
BEFORE WE KNOW (WE'RE OUT OF TIME) BEFORE WE KNOW (these are our last days)

Fire will fall from the sky (Someone hear our cries)
and the ocean will break (the earth will shake)
Listen to my words (Now words are all we have)
These are desperate days

Prepare the masses, send the distress
Infection spreads across the land, devours all in its path
Our backs to the problems that we all have to face
with every passing second we are counting down the days

Our minds become trampled by misguided thoughts
as the world around us turns to chaos and rot
a whirlwind of devestation takes us up in it's plot
of man versus man in an endless onslaught
We're losing our logic, clear thinking is clouded
our blood boils hot with no sign of stopping

The mushroom cloud will rise, into the baron sky
Swallow everything so the sun can never rise
We're thrown into a war, against the unkown
the innocent will burn, (their screams will echo)
What cracks and crumbles, falters and fails
will be again in another form (Will then signify)
The end of everything, will then signify
the time for Rebirth