Cut.Rate.Box - The End lyrics

Making walls we turn ourselves into enemies Escape by dying Young like feathers in the wind Tremble hard when the flames are licking We hold our hands encircling and sing along This is the end surrounding life in precious hands This is the end when love you give is breaking down This is the end brother lock the children away This is the end Baby's breath a whisper in the chaos Future looming dark and frightening The gun is loaded Vision faith We only know if we question Final days a resting place Tomorrow's what we make it