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