Alexisonfire - We Are The End lyrics
[Alexisonfire - We Are The End lyrics]
Look around, look around
There's no affection, only infection
Search yourself, search yourself
Can I depend on you to surrender?
And we will storm their shores
Eyes suffocating all they see
Feet sturdy on the rubble that
Will soon be dust
And there will be no ruins, no memory
No history
Only our unrelenting march side by side
We'll comb the earth and sweep it
Clean with hearts and feat unified
The hand of man is no match
For our war less army
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of God
And with a word we'll seize fate
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and church in our wakes
Steadfast soldiers with hands of gods
And the numbers to succeed
We will persist until all that's
Left is a perfect sphere
Never a break a chain
Never a folly of conviction
And may the traitor's ashes
Seal the barren landscape
We are the end we are the end
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and with word we'll seize fate
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and the church in our wakes
Look around, look around
There's no affection, only infection
Search yourself, search yourself
Can I depend on you to surrender?
Can I depend on you to surrender?
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and with word we'll seize fate
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and the church in our wakes
There's no affection, only infection
Search yourself, search yourself
Can I depend on you to surrender?
And we will storm their shores
Eyes suffocating all they see
Feet sturdy on the rubble that
Will soon be dust
And there will be no ruins, no memory
No history
Only our unrelenting march side by side
We'll comb the earth and sweep it
Clean with hearts and feat unified
The hand of man is no match
For our war less army
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of God
And with a word we'll seize fate
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and church in our wakes
Steadfast soldiers with hands of gods
And the numbers to succeed
We will persist until all that's
Left is a perfect sphere
Never a break a chain
Never a folly of conviction
And may the traitor's ashes
Seal the barren landscape
We are the end we are the end
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and with word we'll seize fate
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and the church in our wakes
Look around, look around
There's no affection, only infection
Search yourself, search yourself
Can I depend on you to surrender?
Can I depend on you to surrender?
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and with word we'll seize fate
Please tell me that this is
The end of the world
And we will strike with the hands of
God and leave nothing in our wake
It's time that we erase history
Without a trace or a memory
And we will strike with the hands of
God and the church in our wakes