At World's End - A Traitor Like Judas

This is not a prophecy

This is our reality

Spirits haunt our sleepless nights

We’ve been waiting for the fall

We’ll long to see what this all meant

Our failing frame and discontent

Our failures written — as our history unfolds

We’ll long to breathe a better life

Turn away from shame and lies

In the end we’ll watch the way our history unfolds

At the end of time we will get what we deserve

At the end of time we reap only what we sow

In the end We will all fall

Our paths have led us stray, in the shadow of a different life

Where we once were strong, we broke the bonds

Our faults will lead us to the end of time

This is not a prophecy

The promise of a waking dream

There will be nothing left to salvage here

Nothing left at all

At the end of days we will get what we have earned

It will take the end of time to make us listen, make us learn