Verse 1:
The blossom, the feathers, they rain down your sight
Gaia be hailing once silence arrived
Lungs will be starving, our tongues will run dry
Because people in suits still hush up the blight

So I got four things to do
While I‘m scourging the squalls to the winds of doom
I got three things to do
I gotta uncage the wrath of the deep sea blue

Chorus:
You’ll can‘t find a pine, just a dread forsaken
Well, in the end, in the end there‘ll be blood

One final sight on a dead ball fading
Well in the end, in the end there‘ll be blood
Watch a system collapse and our heads fall shaking
Well in the end, in the end there‘ll be blood

Verse 2:
Your factories be burning, your bank vaults explode
Economy drowns in the lake down your road
Machines will adapt to the dirt down below
While the nymphs by the styx exult the great loss of hope
So I got two things to do
I gotta widen the cracks in the earth that quakes
I got one thing to do
Levitate the blaze, while the end time awaits

Chorus:
You’ll can‘t find a pine, just a dread forsaken
Well, in the end, in the end there‘ll be blood

One final sight on a dead ball fading
Well in the end, in the end there‘ll be blood
Watch a system collapse and our heads fall shaking
Well in the end, in the end there‘ll be blood