This is no story of an end with a new beginning No message behind with a greater meaning Not an end of an era, but our last chance to act; Acta, non verba The death toll is rising, lost souls colliding A meaning in tragedy but no meaning of prosperity Inflicted inferno spreads by desire, as blind demand gets higher Leaf to dirt, flesh to soil Blood dries black and our souls drown in oil Wherever we go only death becomes How can we live with no lungs left to breathe? (I can't breathe) How can we sleep with our homes set ablaze? Suffocating lives, suffocating sights This is no story with a new beginning Cut the cord, set me free This will be the end for you and me The death toll is rising, lost souls colliding A meaning in tragedy but no meaning of prosperity Inflicted inferno spreads by desire Leaf to dirt, flesh to soil Blood dries black and our souls drown in oil Wherever we go only death becomes How can we live with no lungs left to breathe? (I can't breathe) How can we sleep with our homes set ablaze? Cut the cord, set me free This is the end for you and me We can't mourn no rose if the woods decease This is about more than you and me