It's all come down to this Your crutch has become a burden Your sail has become an anchor This pasttime has become a dark possession Your last moments paralyzed by fear It's only a matter of time The final comedown The devil has found you Right where you rest your head And now you are lost with nowhere to run Nowhere to hide No second chance as you drift away Crushed, entombed This room is but a casket This divinely inspired death will be yours alone And from the depths, the beast shall rise We ride on the backs of the fallen We are the end It's only a matter of time In this final hour is the dying of the light Beckoned in by the siren's song This is Death's Design From the depths ride forth the horsemen We shall rise