Some people say the end is near And some say that it's already here. But I won't feel the slightest fear, If my arms are full of you. Maybe we will suffocate In poison fumes and clouds of hate. But I don't care about my fate, If my arms are full of you. I just want to hold you while the world burns. Let it burn, burn, burn. Crushed by the oceans mighty waves Or ripped apart by robotic slaves. I won't mind the crowded graves, If my arms are full of you. Burned alive by bitter ash Or a supernovas blinding flash. I won't feel that biting lash, If my arms are full of you. I just want to hold you while the world burns. Let it burn, burn, burn. The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire. I just want to hold you while the world burns.